About the beauty of people s faces перевод

Some faces resemble magnificent Portals,
Evoke the Eternal in life of the Mortals,
Some faces are almost like pitiful huts
With maw being soaked and boiling the guts.

And others with pasionless, spiritless faces
Are locked up in prison of human's disgraces.
Along with the towers, to Oblivion exposed
Where people are gone and the windows are closed.

In woods I discovered a Cabin so tiny,
So plain and so homely but really so shining,
A breath of a marvellous day in the spring
From windows just flew in my face on its wing.

The world is indeed a fantastic perfection.
The faces rejoicing like songs we should mention,
As singing the tunes of the sun being bright
Will echo in music at heavenly height.

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Предыдущий: Антон Страшимиров Призыв
Следующий: Славомир Адамович Повисла пряжа Божьей Мати