My face turned upwards to the sky..., by A. Wachtel, I. Kutik and M. Denner My face turned upwards to the sky /
One summer night I lay upon some hay /
A lively close-knit starry chorus /
Was flickering all around.
The ...
On a hay rick in lands of South..., by Yevgeny Bonver On a hay rick in lands of South, /
I lay, while facing skies of night, /
The choir of stars, alive and couth, /
Was trembling, spread at ever...
Upon a Haystack, by John Cobley One southern night I lay upon a haystack, /
My face toward the firmament, /
And the lively and harmonious choir /
Shone and quavered all around....