An Angel - Para Wagner Andreatta

An Angel

By Mihail Yurievich Lermontov (1814-41)

To Wagner Andreatta

An angel flew across the midnight sky

And sang as he passed by;

The moon, the clouds, and all the heavenly throng

Received the holy song.

He sang of spirits blest, among the trees

Of Paradise at ease;

Of mighty God and all His wondrous ways

He sang with genuine praise.

Close in his arms a newborn soul he base

Towards the world of care;

And in that soul the music that he made,

Though wordless, ever stayed.

And with a strange desire all her days

She walked her worldly ways;

For dull the melodies of earth she found

After that heavenly sound.

From your mysterious friend of RL/MMIV