Poetry

Statue

(Machine translation - Google)
You are standing still, silently
Perfection and charm in terms
And the rays of light exactly
At your curly hair

In light of the sun faded pink
You are standing proud as a temple.
How much time was utekshego -
Beauty does not change the year.
Who are you? Muse, melted humble
Or boundless sea nymph?
Gracefully as the nimble roe
But sad as the kingdom of shadows.
Only a thin woman's waist
Striking bend their own,
And far away vacation Italy,
And silent unrevealed Rome.