Текст песни Елизавета Локшина моей подруге Диане Гамидовой - Уильям Шекспир, сонет 100

Where is Muse ? With her ​​silent mouth
About the one who inspired her flight ?
Or , a song of cheap busy
It creates a void glory ?
Sing, Muse vain , for
Who can evaluate your game ,
Who gives and shine , and skill ,
And the nobility of your pen .
Look at his beautiful features
And, if you find a wrinkle in them ,
Beauty expose the killer ,
Stanza angry shaming robbery.
While it is too late , the time faster
Immortals features Etch !

Translation by S. Marshak