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Langston Hughes (1902–1963) PASSING LOVE Because you are to me a song I must not sing you over-long. Because you are to me a prayer I cannot say you everywhere. Because you are to me a rose – You will not stay when summer goes. |
Лэнгстон Хьюз ПРОЩАЙ, ЛЮБОВЬ Как песня, ты волнуешь грудь… Не без конца ж мотив тянуть! Молитва ты… Лишь идиот Всю жизнь с коленок не встаёт. Ты роза… Но прошло и лето. Перекрестимся. Песня спета. |
Ой... А вот так?
I shouldn't sing you over-long.
Because you are my sacred prayer
I cannot say you everywhere.
Oh yes, you are my tender bloom.
But summer's gone. Here comes the gloom...
по Хьюзу скорее так
I must not sing you over-long.
Because you are a sacred prayer
I cannot say you everywhere.
Because you are a precious stone
You shouldn't belong to me alone.