Anna Akhmatova
- The blue lacquer dims of heaven..., by Ilya Shambat
The blue lacquer dims of heaven, /
And the song is better heard. /
It's the little trumpet made of dirt, /
There's no reason for her to complain...
- The sky’s azure lacquer is waning..., by Andrey Kneller
The sky’s azure lacquer is waning /
And you can hear the ocarina play. /
She’s just a little fife who’s made of clay, /
What is the cause for al...
- The sky’s blue lacquer grows dim..., by A. S. Kline
The sky’s blue lacquer grows dim, /
And louder the song of the flute, /
It’s only a pipe of clay, /
There’s no need for its complaint. /
Who t...
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