Ночевала тучка золотая The Golden Cloud

The Golden Cloud (Gushchin Yakuntsova; lyrics by ( The Cliff ); SofyaAgnessa Yakuntsova (vocal, violin); Aleksander Gushchin (guitar); Klemen Markelj (cajon) LIVE in Sokolski dom, Skofja Loka, The Cliff By a cliff a golden cloud once lingered; On his breast it slept, but, riseing early, Off it gently rushed across the pearly Blue of sky, a tiny thing and winged. Still, a trace it left upon the stony Giant s heart, and plunged in thought and weeping Slow and tortured tears, he stands there, keeping Vigil o er the gloomy waste and lonely.