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Giraffe

Жираф

This evening the look in your eyes is especially sad,
And your arms are especially vine-like entwining your calf.
So listen to me: far away, on the shores of Lake Chad
There roams an exquisite giraffe.

He is gracefully slender and gifted with bliss from within,
And none on the Earth dares to equal him, only the moon
Will stencil the magical patterns that cover his skin
As it shatters and floats on the mists of a spacious lagoon.

From afar he resembles a caravel’s colorful sails,
And his canter is smooth like exuberant avian flight.
I know that the earth holds a hundred miraculous tales
Of when he retires to a grotto of marble at night.

I know merry tales from mysterious lands, and a song
Of a maiden’s dark cheeks, with a chieftain’s desires for refrain,
But you have inhaled the dank lead of the fog for too long,
You will not believe any sound but the patter of rain.

And how will I tell you of tropical gardens all clad
In vines, slender palms, pungent grasses the wind bends in half?
You’re crying? But listen to me... far away, on Lake Chad
There roams an exquisite giraffe.

Другие переводы:

  • Английский
    Ольга Слободкина
    Giraffe
  • Стефен Додсон
    Giraffe
  • Джеймс Скоттс
    The Giraffe
  • Бартон Раффел, Алла Бураго
    The Giraffe
  • Алисса Гиллеспи
    Giraffe
  • Тамара Вардомская
    The Giraffe
  • Дон Магер
    Giraffe
  • Маша Блох
    The Giraffe
  • Марианна Кауфман
    Giraffe
  • Ричард Маккейн
    Giraffe
  • Миша Руднев
    Giraffe
  • Алексей Ткаченко-Гастев
    The Giraffe
  • Бренди Вермильон
    The Giraffe
  • Катарина Гилберт
    The Giraffe
  • Александр Шаумян
    The Giraffe
  • Бабр
    Giraffe
  • Малькольм Линдси
    The Giraffe
  • Александр Ситницкий
    The Giraffe
  • Болгарский
    Бойко Ламбовски
    Жираф
  • Иврит
    Макар Свирепый
    ג`ירפ
  • Лиля Голдовская
    ג`ירפ
  • Испанский
    Луис Гомес де Аранда, Елена Курченко
    Jirafa
  • Ксения Дьяконова, Хосе Матео
    La Jirafa
  • Амайя Лакаса, Рафаэль Руис де ла Кеста
    La Jirafa
  • Эрнесто Эрнандес Бусто, Хосе Мануэль Прието
    Jirafa
  • Итальянский
    Алекс Бронштейн
    Giraffa
  • Мануэла Витторелли
    La Giraffa
  • Амедео Анелли
    La giraffa
  • Каталанский
    Джулия Феррер, Ричард Сан Винсенте
    La Girafa
  • Китайский
    Ван Чжао Цзянь
    长颈鹿
  • Хуа Ли
    长颈鹿
  • Немецкий
    Борис Брайнин
    Die Giraffe
  • Ирмгард Вилле
    Die Giraffe
  • Словацкий
    Ян Квапил
    Žirafa
  • Украинский
    Наталия Горишная
    Жирафа
  • Максим Стриха
    Жираф
  • Французский
    Ирина Канычева
    Girafe
  • Екатерина Литвиненко
    La Girafe
  • Хорватский
    Фикрет Цацан
    Žirafa
  • Эсперанто
    Татьяна Аудерская
    La Ĝirafo
  • Эстонский
    Калью Кангур
    Kaelkirjak
  • Андрес Эхин
    Kaelkirjak
  • Уно Лахт
    Kaelkirjak
  • Японский
    Кадзуя Гошима
    キリン
  • Новонорвежский
    Ю Эгген
    Giraffen
  • Персидский
    Автор неизвестен
    زرافه
  • Греческий
    Виктория Бонарева, Василис Чоулиарас
    Καμηλοπάρδαλη
  • Турецкий
    Атаол Бехрамоглу
    Çad Gölü Şiirleri
  • Португальский
    Фабио Малавоглия
    A Girafa
  • Джерсийский
    Герайнт Дженнигс
    Girafe

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