Валентин Сильвестров Valentin Sylvestrov
Meditation. It's Time, My Friend, It's Time!
The Oaks Drink From a Cold Vessel
I Set Out on the Road Alone
I Will Tell You with Unswerving Frankness
Something Tender, Blue, Unspoken
When the Cornfield, Yellowing, Stirs
What Meaning Has My Name for You?
The Blue-Grey Shadows Have Moved
Elegy. Verses Composed at Night, at a Time of Insomnia
For The Thunderous Grandeur of Ages to Come
Sisters? Heaviness And Tenderness
There Were Some Storms and Blizzards
I Have Forgotten The Word I Wanted To Say
I.Karabyts, V.Sylvestrov: "Елегія" Для Cтрунного Oркестру (2000... 2002)
Valentin Sylvestrov
Farewell, O World, O Earth
Postludium. Those Sweet Companions
Song Can Tend the Ailing Spirit
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