The Tale of the Happy Kingdom*
She loves me. And even for an encore. Yes.
She is not spoiled, not stupid. Superstar!
She is my Queen – not the Princess on the Pea.
She loves me so much! And she is so good!
And I am her lucky King. Oh, God! Thank you for the Grace.
I love her very much, too. Let it always be so!
Every day she is dearer to me. My Air ... Water ...
My Sun! ... My Sweet! ... Sweet ... O-o-oh! ... Yes! ..
* © Авторский перевод с русского языка моего размещенного ниже стихотворения
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