Текст песни Павел Степанов - Диане Гамидовой - Уильям Шекспир, сонет 125

What if I earned the right to
Keep the crown above the throne of the ruler
Or immortality stone was laid ,
Not more reliable than a ruin ?
Who is chasing foreign bustle ,
Lose everything, not calculating reckoning
And often forgets simple taste ,
Pampered cooking convoluted .
No, only your gifts , I 'll wait .
Do you accept my bread , simple and frugal .
We give to you as a grace ,
As a sign of mutual selfless sacrifice.
Away, tempter ! The soul is more difficult ,
But at least you vlastvuesh over it !

Translation by S. Marshak