Shy echo s slumber
автор исходника на русском языке – [Олечка Ефимова]
The shy echo in slumber is lurking,
And the cities are heavy with sleep.
Treading softly and rainbow-like smirking,
Their lights into nothingness leap.
Light-blue veinlets of colorless roses,
Hyacinth’s lilac-colored regard.
All is vague, lorn, and shakily poses,
And homecoming for everything’s barred.
The bygone shadow tones won’t recover,
All the goldwork of delicate days,
And the plumage of rain clouds that hover,
The long-hoped-for my summertime rays.
Maybe it will come back, I just wonder,
As the sky in the eyes of the dawn.
As a mild light that melts down thereunder,
Having nothing to utter thereon.
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