Above the sky so blue there is a town of gold,
Its lucid gates and starlit walls shall never grow old.
A garden is inside with flowers on the green,
The beasts that walk upon its grass have beauty never seen:
An amber lion with a fire mane
Beside an ox, dark-blue and full of eyes,
Watched by a celestial golden eagle
With a beaming gaze that you would not forget.
And in the endless blue there shines a lonely star.
My angel, it’s forever yours, to you it shines from far.
The one who loves is loved,
Who sheds the light is blessed,
Your star shall lead and guide you as
This gorgeous garden’s guest.
You’ll meet the lion with a fire mane
And see the ox, dark-blue and full of eyes,
Watched by a celestial golden eagle
With a beaming gaze that you would not forget.
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.
