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He loved...

He loved - классика, переводстиха, память, о любви

In this big fascinating world

There are three simple things that he loved:

Loved church singing and white peacocks,

Loved to look at american maps...

But it was sour raspberry tea,

That he didn't drink, didn't love.

Didn't love seeing children' tears,

Hearing women shouts.

And it's me who was his woman.


Он любил три вещи на свете:

За вечерней пенье, белых павлинов

И стертые карты Америки.

Не любил, когда плачут дети,

Не любил чая с малиной

И женской истерики

...А я была его женой.

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