Булахова Марина
9 класс
МОУ "Гимназия г. Раменское" Московской области
учитель Гусева Людмила Владимировна

The lalluby

The Crescent keeps silence,
And there is a swang of the tulle.
The Crescent keeps silence,
It listens to the lalluby of the Yule.

The Crescent keeps silence,
It wants to become a big Moon,
To heartfelt Mom’s singing
It sighs, and I am sad too.

I will nestle up,
And I will her embrace,
As a rapturous pup,
I’ll admire her face…

Mommy, my darling!
Forgive me for all.
Look at the Stars, they are sparkling!
Look at the outdoor pall!

You are my private condessor,
You are a friend of my dream.
You are my rigorous censor,
A mild and heartwarming beam!

I swear you, I promise you,
I’ll be your future crutch,
I want to say between us two:
I love you, Mommy, love so much!
…The Crescent keeps silence,

And there is a lull of the breeze. The Crescent keeps silence,
It sends to my Mommy much happiness, gladness, and peace.