In the North, On the Cliff Mykola Lysenko

To Thy Cheeks the Fires of Summer Mykola Lysenko

I Do Not Regret Mykola Lysenko

The World Is Dull, The World Is Blind Mykola Lysenko

In My Dream I Wept Mykola Lysenko

Why Have the Roses Grown Pale? Mykola Lysenko

Spring Awoke My Heart Mykola Lysenko

A Dream Mykola Lysenko

You Are Tender as the Night Mykola Lysenko

Broken Harp Strings Mykola Lysenko