Мои стихи и переводы стихов

Кальментьева Марина Джихатовна

                                         CLIFF  (Утес  М.Ю Лермонов)

                  Once a little golden cloud

                  Fell asleep on a rocky cliff

                  Having waking up in the morning

                 She flew away like an autumn leaf

                 The old cliff felt very sorry

                 Looking sadly east and west

                The life for him became so boring

                he still remembered his night guest

                She was gay and very funny

               Played so merrily in the skies

               "Please come back, my pretty cloudlet

               The lonely cliff still quietly cries.