Aleksandr Blok Девушка пела в церковном хоре...

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A girl in a church choir sang
About all those who were weary in a foreign land,
About all the ships that had gone to sea,
About all those who had forgotten their joy.

So sang out her voice, flying up to the cupola,
And a ray of light shone on her white shoulder,
And all those in darkness watched and listened,
As the white dress sang in the ray.

And it seemed to them all that joy would come,
That all the ships were in a quiet backwater,
That weary people in a foreign land
Had found a bright life for themselves.

And the voice was sweet, and the ray was slender (thin),
And only up high, by the Royal Gates [entrance to the altar in an Orthodox church],
Privy to the Secrets, a child was crying
Over the fact that no one would ever come back.