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In The Sky

В небесах

Sun ignited days brighter than gold,
And Big Dipper Bear-night ran away.
Prince, catch up with her, grab and take hold
With a noose, tie to saddle the stray!

Take a hold, tie to saddle the stray,
After that, in your blue castle dome,
Let your mighty Great Dog have his way
With the Bear-night right at your home.

Of his deadly grip Dog won't let go,
He is spirited, cunning, and strong,
Beastly anger to bears he sewed
From the time immemorial throng.

Then she won't cope with deadly malaise,
And the Bear-night'd finally die,
So that Aries and Taurus could graze
With the Capricorn, safe in the sky.

Другие переводы:

  • Английский
    Александр Бондарь
    In the skies
  • Польский
    Тадеуш Рубникович
    W niebiesiech
  • Французский
    Ирис Виртуалис
    Au cieux

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