НОЧЬ ЛЮБВИ (J. G. Byron..Перевод – Д. Гудвин)

For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And Love itself have rest.

Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a-roving
By the light of the moon.

J. G. Byron

01.05.2011 Мельбурн
Стихи "So, we'll go no more a roving" – Д. Байрон
Перевод – Д. Гудвин

MUZ Pamela and Randy Copus