For word not being able to catch on,
Without starting to write a quatrain,-
It's like not being born at all,
It would be better to have a complete lull..
I heard the pronunciation in the streets,-
Names of beautiful unusual shapes,
From those names start-between July,
And Avgustovich irritating storm..
Oh, let the strict reader forgive me,
Amateur detectives and shooting,
I met in the middle of the streets on the road,
Another heat of eternal turmoil..
There was a moon or a sun, I can't remember,
I was following someone, or rather her,
She stepped around passwords,
Among the rays or night lights..
And in that storm, I will open-a Caravel,
It floated gently, smoothly,
And suddenly she was called, " Arabella!
I'm numb, I'm completely numb!
I asked softly or loudly,
Maybe Bella?Well, you made a mistake!?
But the voice called so thinly,
Like the sound of the most sensual string!
I asked again-I ask you again!
What a beautiful musical resonance !
I am a captain and many discoveries,
I see this island for the first time !
But again, between the reefs wading on,
Washed by a wave and foam on the cheeks,
Heard I was not in fact a falsehood,
Like a long-awaited shore for sailors!
She was called again-Veronica!
It can't be ,I shouted - again!
She was a goddess of many faces,
My ship was carried into the Strait from my eyes!
I dipped the anchor in the water too,
But it was no use ,he was carried on,
What a lovely name it is, - recognition,
Confess to me, push the oar!
And all the pressure, the whole team in shock,
Oh, Nika, Believe us, believe us, We'll make it!
And the breeze is fair !Here in the Navy,
More us in fellow travelers names!
But in the Bay where the schooner was washed up,
We were met by an unusual sweet light,
Like twelve full moons,
And the entire team the world shouted-hi!
Steps stepping up and smoothly,
We walked, I walked to the sublunar sky,
And suddenly, Oh God !I Hear-Marianne!
Recognizing that name as the peak of all miracles!