Love авторский перевод стих. Любовь
«Love»
Love comes to us by chance at times
and always takes us by surprise.
It’s like spring lilac in hot climes,
like the full moon in the night skies.
Love’s like a mighty hurricane
over the azure ocean deep.
It’s like a long-drawn caravan
of cranes on their southern trip.
Love’s an argali fleet of foot
that jumps on slopes, steep and high,
or Cupids’ arrows when they shoot
at our bosom on the sly.
Love can be mad and really bright.
It’s beautiful like paradise.
Love’s very innocent inside,
like virgin Muse it’s pure and nice.
24/04/2021 Зеленоград
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