Перевод:
Каждой птахе хотелось слегка
Отдохнуть на носу старика;
Но к закату, как дни, улетали они,
Облегчая удел старика.
Edward Lear. A Book of Nonsense
There was an Old Man, on whose nose,
Most birds of the air could repose;
But they all flew away, at the closing of day,
Which relieved that Old Man and his nose.
111. There was an Old Man, on whose nose...
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