Текст песни Елизавета Локшина моей подруге Диане Гамидовой - Уильям Шекспир, сонет 124

Oh, I had my love - child of luck ,
Daughter of Time , born without rights -
Fate could place her designate
In his wreath il in a pile of weeds .
But no, my love has not created a case .
It does not promise a blind power of fate
Be pitiful slave wellbeing
And the pathetic victim perturbed mouth.
She is not afraid of threats and tricks
Those who have happy hour takes lease .
She did not groom a beam without destroying thunderstorms .
It is my great way .
And that you , temporary worker , witness ,
Whose life - vice and death - a virtue .

Translation by S. Marshak