My pen is dancing “ladies’ choice”
With my exciting ringing lyre.
The sky is red, it may rejoice,
The trace of pen is always bright.
My pen is dancing “ladies’ choice”
And leaves on sheets so charming lines.
These lines bring me scarlet colors
Which suits all people’s deep insight. –
My pen is my devoted friend:
When it is windy and frosty is the world.
Cast-iron wheels may loudly clatter,
Without pens my world is blurred.
29.03.2021
перевод Екатерины Бородулиной
My pen
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