Перевод из Карела Чапека

The houses were outlined in lace
The mandolin, tuned by the dawn, inspired
The virgin rouge. You drove in auto race
For distant Singapore. No more desired   
The tulip lay impassioned in neglect
And buried in oblivion. Or dear!
The neck of swan
Or breast should I select
Or drum and sticks?-
A tragic sign to fear.


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