Purple Album
There're Purple my verses pinned,
It's all wretched, like a spinster-turtle,
Like are wretched all my bygone sins.
In my album of Purple color
All my friends of the old are kept:
All the grief and the joy, and valor,
All of those who cannot be swept.
And my Album of Purple's pampered,
Very thoroughly - can you believe,
I am wiping it with my tattered
Cloth of killed and decaying dream...
Translated 11.22.2011
это мой перевод. Оригинал здесь:
http://stihi.ru/2009/10/20/6429
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