Oh, how can you able to trade me?
Oh Gosh how to understand you?
Your blue eyes — miracles!
I’m dying third day, who say this is no way?
Get off, you’re sickness, you are, I’m gone
Making to yourself scratches and butting on light
Spare me,
Spare me, girl-sunrise
A tiny bit of nectar, a tiny bit in poison
Squares are on fire, squares are on fire
Witches with us is burning, apparently On this one forget you, you
Witches with us is burning
Apparently forget you
I see in the dream pretty death
Where with blue fire you will burn
Your blue eyes — miracles!
I’m dying third day
Who say this is no way?
Get off, you’re sickness, you are, I’m gone
Making to yourself scratches and butting on light
Spare me,
Spare me, girl-sunrise
A tiny bit of nectar, a tiny bit in poison
Squares are on fire, squares are on fire
Witches with us is burning,
Apparently on this one forget you, you
Witches with us is burning, apparently forget you
Witches with us is burning (witches with us)
Ответ:
Луна, увядши, словно лист,
Несётся, сбившись, над заливом
Тем тусклым, слабым ветерком –
Над серым морем очутилась.
Нарисовалась лодка вдруг,
Песок сказал, что юнга-друг
Взобрался весело на борт
И, помахав блестящей кистью
Русым жнецам, ночной траве,
Смотрел всё в небо, вдаль, повыше,
Стремясь к курчавым облакам –
Залива зов и так он слышал.