Текст песни Виктор Череповский - Диане Гамидовой - Уильям Шекспир, cонет 48

Carefully preparing for a long journey ,
I trinkets locked on the lock ,
To encroach on my wealth
Intruder some could not .
And you, who I 'm sorry more life ,
Previous whom and gold - brilliant cop ,
My joy and my sorrow -
You can steal any thief .
In a casket to conceal my god ,
To save forever locked up ?
Where, if not in the secret of my heart ,
How do you always free to leave.
I'm afraid there can not hide a diamond ,
Primanchivy for the most honest eyes !

Translation by S. Marshak