Текст песни Шекспир - 0076 - Сонет - 76 - Увы, мой стих не блещет новизной..

Alas , my verse does not possess novelty ,
Variety of unexpected changes .
Do not look for me a path ,
Admission of new , strange combination ?
I repeat again, the old ,
In the old clothes I appear again.
And it seems that the name be called
I can be any word in verse.
All this because again and again
I decide I'm one of his task:
I am writing about you , my love ,
And the same heart, the same forces spend .

All the same the sun goes over me ,
But it does not shine with originality !