Amy Lowell
PRIME
Your voice is like bells over roofs at dawn
When a bird flies
And the sky changes to a fresher color.
Speak, speak, Beloved.
Say little things
For my ears to catch
And run with them to my heart.
| English | Русский |
|---|---|
| prime | лучшая пора |
| voice | голос |
| like | подобно |
| bell | колокол |
| roof | крыша |
| dawn | рассвет |
| bird | птица |
| to fly | летать |
| sky | небо |
| to change | менять |
| fresh | свежий |
| colour | цвет |
| to speak | говорить |
| beloved | возлюбленный |
| ear | ухо |
| to catch | ловить |
| to run | бежать |
| little things | пустяки |
| heart | сердце |