• Язык:
    Украинский (Українська)
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Телефон

Несподіваний і смілий
Голос жінки в телефоні…
Скільки осяйних гармоній
В цьому голосі без тіла!

Я для щастя — не сторонній,
Сила в нього незборима:
Краща лютні серафима
Ти і в рурці телефонній!


Перевод стихотворения Николая Гумилёва «Телефон» на украинский язык.

Телефон

Неожиданный и смелый
Женский голос в телефоне, —
Сколько сладостных гармоний
В этом голосе без тела!

Счастье, шаг твой благосклонный
Не всегда проходит мимо:
Звонче лютни серафима
Ты и в трубке телефонной!


Другие переводы:

  • Венгерский
    Иштван Бака
    Telefon
  • Испанский
    Хорхе Бустаманте Гарсия
    El teléfono
  • Словацкий
    Ян Квапил
    Telefón

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