"Beneath the azure skies"
Words Anry Volohonsky
Translated from the Russian for singing
by ©John Pedio
Beneath the azure skies,
A golden city lies.
The city gates transparent are
And there’s a brilliant star.
It has a garden, where
Grows grass and flowers there;
And all around stroll animals
Of unseen beauty fair.
One’s like a lion with a blazing mane.
One’s like an ox of eye’s accomplished gain.
There’s a golden eagle in that blue height —
One whose glow is unforgettably so bright.
And in those azure skies,
A brilliant star burns there.
It is your star, my angel eyes –
Forever yours, my fair.
One who is loved, does love.
Who shines, must saintly be.
Let way be lit by star above
To garden, that’s for thee.
There you’ll see lion with a blazing mane,
And blue hued ox of eye’s accomplished gain.
Then a golden eagle in that blue height —
One whose glow is unforgettably so bright.
