Преданность
Верности болшей сердцу не надо,
Чем берегом быть для океана —
Кромку держать без измененья
Для бесконечных волн повторенья.
Devotion
The heart can think of no devotion
Greater than being shore to the ocean —
Holding the curve of one position,
Counting an endless repetition.
Robert Frost
Стихи.ру 09 апреля 2016 года
Роберт Фрост. Преданность
© Copyright: Лилия Мальцева, 2016
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Прекрасный перевод - Лилия!
Интересно как вы оцените мой -
http://stihi.ru/2010/04/01/2441
Игорь Соколов 2 03.12.2020 10:28 • Заявить о нарушении
Интересно как вы оцените мой -
http://stihi.ru/2010/04/01/2441
Игорь Соколов 2 03.12.2020 10:28 • Заявить о нарушении
I would like to read the original.
Thank for your comment anyway.
Лилия Мальцева 03.12.2020 21:55 Заявить о нарушении
Thank for your comment anyway.
Лилия Мальцева 03.12.2020 21:55 Заявить о нарушении
Acceptance
By Robert Frost
When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud
And goes down burning into the gulf below,
No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud
At what has happened. Birds, at least must know
It is the change to darkness in the sky.
Murmuring something quiet in her breast,
One bird begins to close a faded eye;
Or overtaken too far from his nest,
Hurrying low above the grove, some waif
Swoops just in time to his remembered tree.
At most he thinks or twitters softly, 'Safe!
Now let the night be dark for all of me.
Let the night bee too dark for me to see
Into the future. Let what will be, be.'
Игорь Соколов 2 03.12.2020 22:28 Заявить о нарушении
By Robert Frost
When the spent sun throws up its rays on cloud
And goes down burning into the gulf below,
No voice in nature is heard to cry aloud
At what has happened. Birds, at least must know
It is the change to darkness in the sky.
Murmuring something quiet in her breast,
One bird begins to close a faded eye;
Or overtaken too far from his nest,
Hurrying low above the grove, some waif
Swoops just in time to his remembered tree.
At most he thinks or twitters softly, 'Safe!
Now let the night be dark for all of me.
Let the night bee too dark for me to see
Into the future. Let what will be, be.'
Игорь Соколов 2 03.12.2020 22:28 Заявить о нарушении