Би-2 (О чем говорят мужчины) - Её глаза (shekspir, sonnet 130 My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red, than her lips red) | Текст песни
Её глаза (shekspir, sonnet 130 My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red, than her lips red)
shekspir, sonnet 130
My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red, than her lips red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask'd, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound: I grant I never saw a goddess go,— My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:
And yet by heaven, I think my love as rare, As any she belied with false compare.