Авторский перевод стихотворения "Время"
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The Time...
It is so brashly like a river,
It is so quickly like a bird,
It can't be stoped, it's giver
Of life, its end is blurred.
Catch every second, people,
Because it always can escape
And live with it, and tepal
Of death can catch your live's tape.
But you shouldn't hie and run,
Take time to look around,
It may be very nice and fun
If you'll hear life's sound.
The Time
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