Ночевала тучка золотая - The Golden Cloud

“The Golden Cloud“ (Gushchin - Yakuntsova; lyrics by (“The Cliff“); Sofya-Agnessa 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.