Аннотация: перевод В Марковой к стихотворению День рождения.http://zhurnal.lib.ru/editors/d/dolganow_a_n/holiday.shtml
Holiday.
The festive cake no way escapes its lot,
Devoured with eyes of three; I"m in accord.
Glimpse, moderating hostess, at the boys.
Hey, fancy skittish minx, what is your choice?
Specific friendship"s feature"s to have fun:
Desirable guest here"s everyone.
Let it be mess, all disarranged by folk,
However, there is playful heart-to-heart talk.
It melts, makes even juicy the mermaid"s heart.
A whirly slough, kidding a "blind Tom", "touch-last",
Projection of desire, its content and form...
They"re wanton playing drowneds of life storm.