kiss her, don’t kiss me
And read your poems to her
And about your love to me
Tell only the night wind, don’t tell her.
And this our love is nothing
Compared to the creation of God
And when she would ask you about me something
Never say to her about me a word
Keep this secret in your heart
the requiem for our love sang long ago
Let the baby replace you my part
Remember what near the altar you promised to her
This is a gravestone over our love
All evil winds howl over her
Please, kiss your daughter, kiss your wife
And read your poems to her
перевод произведения "Поцелуй ее вместо меня"
kiss her
© Copyright: Дарья Мамонтова 3, 2012
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