Listen , I'm so glad-
The whole sky is over my head.
This endless sky Is full of stars ,
These cold stars -They frighten us.
We glance up,high, high in the sky,
Like little children feeling shy.
And those stars ,they are feeling hot
That somewhere here is Almighty God.
The day was busy ,hard and long.
The whole world has seemed so wrong.
Then the night,like miracle ,very lightly comes ,
And the pain enormous very little becomes.
But sometimes the pain is very deep,
So we just stand and silently weep.
Night's heart is full of pity
For us,living in this awful city.
Night is very,very calm,
All our sorrows hers become.
По мотивам книги Джером-К-Джером ( Трое в лодке . не считая собаки )
Night
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