THANKS BEFORE BIRTHDAY OF ROBERT BURNS
(He was born 25th of January 1759)
By Robert Burns
AH, Chloris, since it may na be,
That thou of love wilt hear;
If from the lover thou maun flee,
Yet let the friend be dear.
Altho’ I love my Chloris mair
Than ever tongue could tell;
My passion I will ne’er declare,
I’ll say I wish thee well:
Tho’ a’ my daily care thou art,
And a’ my nightly dream,
I’ll hide the struggle in my heart,
And say it is esteem.
21.01.2020.
Бруна
Ah, Robert, all our modern world
It's only a struggling dream.
We live without inner love
And we are waiting for a gleam
To giving us the gain, the Goal
And a sense to have owned God!
Ah, Robert, you had depth of soul,
Today’s on the surface spot.
And people live in an urgent routine
And even they can’t dream.
Full life’s according time of rhythm.
Ah, Robert, pilgrim-deem.
С Робертом Бёрнсом в унисон AH, Chloris
© Copyright: Брущенко Алёна Бруна, 2020
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