Любимый...а был ли ты? Многие
твое примеряли лицо
и, сердце продрогшее трогая,
сгущали пространство в кольцо
тоннелем, колодцем до звездного,
казалось бы, миг - и парим...
Но...что-то не вычерпать слезного,
о том, что и не говорим.
О том, что уже и не сбудется,
о времени, чем не богат.
Любви моей рыжая улица
кленово струится в закат...
Благодарю за чудесный перевод Миледи Ольгу
http://www.stihi.ru/2015/10/21/6881
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My beloved, but whether you was?
My beloved, but whether you was?
lots of men tried on - your face,
They have touched my chilled heart,
their hugs catch into ring all space...
By tunnel, by wells up to stellar,
it seems, just one trice - and we'll soar...
But...we couldn't stop some of tear,
about that - we can't talk any more.
About that...can't come true once more,
about free time...you aren't rich by that.
But of my love - the street redhead
is flowing like maple leaves in Sunset...
Любимый, а был ли ты?
© Copyright: Olen, 2015
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Любимый... My beloved...
My beloved, but whether you was?..
My beloved, but whether you was?
lots of men tried on - your face,
They have touched my chilled heart,
their hugs caught in ring all space...
By tunnels, by wells up to stellar,
it seems, just one trice - and we'll soar...
But...we couldn't stop some of tears
about that - we can't talk any more.
About that...can't come true once more,
about free time...you aren't rich by that.
But of my love - the street redhead,
it's flowing like maple leaves in Sunset...
Луиза Алиса 27.10.2020 06:46 • Заявить о нарушении
My beloved, but whether you was?..
My beloved, but whether you was?
lots of men tried on - your face,
They have touched my chilled heart,
their hugs caught in ring all space...
By tunnels, by wells up to stellar,
it seems, just one trice - and we'll soar...
But...we couldn't stop some of tears
about that - we can't talk any more.
About that...can't come true once more,
about free time...you aren't rich by that.
But of my love - the street redhead,
it's flowing like maple leaves in Sunset...
Луиза Алиса 27.10.2020 06:46 • Заявить о нарушении
My beloved, but whether you was?..
My beloved, but whether you was?
Lots of men tried on your face,
they've touched my chilled heart,
their hugs caught in ring all space...
By tunnels, by wells up to stellar,
it seems, just one trice - and we'll soar...
But... we couldn't stop some of tears,
about that - we can't talk any more.
And that... can't come true once more,
about free time... you're not rich by that.
But my love is the street redhead,
is flowing like maple leaves at sunset...
Бабка Ежка 13.03.2024 14:23 Заявить о нарушении
My beloved, but whether you was?
Lots of men tried on your face,
they've touched my chilled heart,
their hugs caught in ring all space...
By tunnels, by wells up to stellar,
it seems, just one trice - and we'll soar...
But... we couldn't stop some of tears,
about that - we can't talk any more.
And that... can't come true once more,
about free time... you're not rich by that.
But my love is the street redhead,
is flowing like maple leaves at sunset...
Бабка Ежка 13.03.2024 14:23 Заявить о нарушении
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