Здравствуй, Ведьма перевод стихотворения Ольги Руд

Hello Witch! Maybe it's God who has given you such a wonderful posture.
I will send you a unicorn,
so that you could rush along the planet
through the spaces of human desires,
through a divine sketch in the sky.
I can give it to you without a doubt,
I'm a conjurer and a marquis in my soul.
I'm a Horned King of Redemption,
a tempter and a master of scam -
everything for the good and for testing
of people, but you are out of this world.
So I offfer you my castle
of bones and skulls,
come, since your halfstation
is too small for lasting centuries.
Who am I? Who am I?
You maybe know,
we met on a Bald Mountain,
there will be time, and you will fly
on your furry broom.
We will make a deal with God,
he doesn't care about our love,
we will have fun and go,
and build our temple on blood!
We approve of the poem,
you have inspired the
Stormkeeper!
He will come to you in your dream
with a bunch of ever-red roses!

(c) Ольга Руда, 2020
(с) перевод Марины Чияновой, 2020