как читается на русском транскрипция WHEN YOU ARE OLD
(by William Butler Yeats)
When you are old and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down the book
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once and of their shadows deep,
How many loved your moments of glad grace
And loved your beauty with love false of true
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you
And loved the sorrows beside the glowing bars
Murmur a little sadly how Love fled,
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And heed his face amid a crowd of stars.
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