Текст песни Виктор Череповский - Диане Гамидовой - Уильям Шекспир, cонет 52

As the wealthy , available to me at any
For a moment my treasure .
But I know that the fragile tip
Minutes happy , given to me by fate .
We have holidays, so rare in the year ,
They carry with them all the more fun .
And rarely arranged in a row
Other stones necklaces diamonds .
Let him hiding while the casket ,
You, my friend, my precious crown ,
But I'm happy when the diamond is a prisoner
It frees last.
You are giving me and the triumph of good-bye ,
And quivering joy of anticipation.

Translation by S. Marshak