Сара Тисдейл. Слабости

Пришли поведать мне друзья
Весь список слабостей твоих;
Я рассмеюсь на речи их,
Чем их, наверно, удивлю -
Слепцы, они не видят: я
Тебя за слабости люблю.






Faults

They came to tell your faults to me,
They named them over one by one;
I laughed aloud when they were done,
I knew them all so well before, --
Oh, they were blind, too blind to see
Your faults had made me love you more.