Сара Тисдейл
Дары
Любви отдала смех,
Второй, в подарок – слёзы,
А третьей – больше всех:
Молчание на годы.
Взамен, от первой – пение
И зренье – от второй,
От третьей – возвращение
Души: опять со мной.
GIFTS
I gave my first love laughter,
I gave my second tears,
I gave my third love silence
Through all the years.
My first love gave me singing,
My second eyes to see,
But oh, it was my third love
Who gave my soul to me.