On Board of Ship, by Vyacheslav Chistyakov A star was lighted up, arised a breeze, /
Across the cliffs of Dagestan the bright day ran, /
And everyone prayed looking to the East. /
Ta...
On the ship, by Evgenia Sarkisyants The mounts of Dagestan enclosed the sun; /
A star came up; the breeze was lightly reeling; /
And looking to the East, all prayed as one: /
R...