The shining of her eyes, as far as I can judge,
Attests the fact that I have made her a bit happy.
I, on the contrary, am filled with envy and begrudge
Towards the leaflets with unworthy scribbled vapour:
They are so lucky – they`ve been touched by Sunbeam`s hand:
Still more – her eyes shed light upon the clumsy phrases,
Which never will be able to compose a compliment
Describing truly the magnificence that drives me crazy.
December, 2001
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