Tell your kitten not to bite,
I'll angelize you when I die.
Hokusai will paint your mouth,
Murillo paint your virgin eye.
Котенку шепчешь: «Не кусай».
Когда умру, свои дам крылья.
Писал устало Хокусай,
А брови — Матери Мурильо.
«I love your dear eyes, my friend, / With their play so bright and wondrous, / When you promptly rise them, and, / Like with a lightning in the wildness, / Embrace at once the whole land. But there's more fabulous attraction: / The eyes directed to the floor / During the crazy oscu...»
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«Inconsolable anguish, I hail your sting! / Yesterday died the grey-eyed king. / The autumn evening was stifling and red, / My husband returned and casually said: / “Back from the hunt, with his body they walked, / They found him lying beside the old oak. / I pity the queen. So young! P...»
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