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Oct. 1st, 2007 01:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
avvaLeigh Hunt (1784-1859)
RONDEAU.
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in:
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
Jenny kissed me.
RONDEAU.
Jenny kissed me when we met,
Jumping from the chair she sat in;
Time, you thief, who love to get
Sweets into your list, put that in:
Say I'm weary, say I'm sad,
Say that health and wealth have missed me,
Say I'm growing old, but add,
Jenny kissed me.
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Date: 2007-10-01 02:52 am (UTC)Дженни чмокнула меня,
выскочив стремглав из кресла.
Радость солнечного дня
для меня опять воскресла !
Пусть устал и стар давно,
пусть нужда и хвори губят,
хоть грущу - а всё равно
Дженни любит.
В общем, это и переводом-то назвать нельзя.
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Date: 2007-10-01 07:23 am (UTC)для меня опять воскресла !"
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