Dance, lassie, dance! |
| Ïëÿøè, êðàñàâèöà! Ïëÿøè, êðàñàâèöà, à ÿ òåáå ñïîþ!  íåñòðóãàíûå äîñêè ïîä íîãàìè Âáèâàé ñâîé ðèòì, à ÿ åãî ñûãðàþ È êðàñîòó â íåãî âïëåòó òâîþ. Ïëÿøè, êðàñàâèöà, êàê ïëàìÿ îò ñâå÷è, Áîñûìè ïÿòêàìè òîï÷è ñëåïîå ñåðäöå, ß - ìåíåñòðåëü, ìíå ñâå÷êîé íå ñîãðåòüñÿ  òîé áåñêîíå÷íîé è ñûðîé íî÷è, Ñ êîòîðîé ÿ, êàê ãîâîðÿò, ïîõîæ È äîðîæó, êàê òû - ñâîåé êðàñîþ. Ïëÿøè, êðàñàâèöà, ïóñòü þáêè ïðèîòêðîþò È ùèêîëîòêè, óçêèå, êàê íîæ, È íåæíûå îêðóãëîñòè êîëåí - Âàì, òàáîðíûì, íåâåäîìû ïðè÷óäû Íýññ* ãîðîäñêèõ, áîÿùèõñÿ ïðîñòóäû È êóòàþùèõ íîæêè â äèâíûé ïëåí Èç êðóæåâ è ëüíÿíîãî ïîëîòíà. Ïëÿøè, êðàñàâèöà, è ê ñèääõå** âñå ïðèëè÷üÿ! ß - ìåíåñòðåëü, è êðàñîòà äåâè÷üÿ Ìåíÿ ñïîñîáíà ïðèìèðèòü îäíà Ñ íåñîâåðøåíñòâîì ìèðà! Ñðåäü ñåñò¸ð Ïëÿøè, êðàñàâèöà, ñîæãè ãëàçà, è ñåðäöå, È âñ¸, ÷òî íèæå... Ñâå÷êîé íå ñîãðåòüñÿ, Òàê ðàçîæãè, êðàñàâèöà, êîñò¸ð! © Âàø ïîêîðíûé ñëóãà * íýññà (æ.åä.÷, ì.åä.÷. - íýññ) – òèòóë ìåñòíîé àðèñòîêðàòèè. Ñðîäíè "ëåäè" â ïàðå "ëåäè è ëîðä". ** ñèääõå - ìåñòíûé "äèâíûé íàðîä", ñðîäíè ñèäàì (øè, Òóàòà äå Äàííàí). | Dance, lassie, dance! Dance, lassie, dance – and I will sing to thee! Drive thine own beat into raw wooden planking Under the feet – I’ll play this lively pattern And plait thy lovely beauty into it. Dance, lassie, dance like tingling tongue of flame, Stamp on my sightless heart thou barefooted – A candle’s not enough, its warmth is rather muted For Minstrel in the gloom that hath no end. We are alike, they say, the night and I. I cherish it as much as thou thy lovely beauty. Dance, lassie, dance! Expose to view thou cutie Thine ankles, long and thin like blade of knife, And round knees. Free children of the camp, You have no strangest whimsies whatsoever That city Nasses* have, afraid of simple fever, And muffling up their legs in pretty net Of airy laces and fine linen cloth. Dance, lassie, dance – to Siddhe** all restrictions! It’s maiden’s charms that have a jurisdiction To reconcile the Minstrel with the world’s Imperfectness. Among the likes of thee Dance, lassie, dance, to ash turn eyes, and bosom, And lower part of mine. A candle’s not much use of, So light thou a campfire well for me! © erleben * Nasses ['næsiz] (plural for Nassa [‘næsə], f. sg.) – one of forms to address the local aristocracy, something like lords (Nass [‘næs] – m. sg.) and ladies. This term belongs to the world created by Suboshi&Amiboshi. ** the Siddhe [‘sidhə] – wonderful creatures from the author’s world resembling in a way the Sidhe and Tuatha Dé Danann. |
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