Очень жаль, что приходится ущемлять права тех, кто знает английский "не очень", но я перевести все нижеследующее не берусь.
Очень славные стишки, по-моему; вполне сошли бы для какого-нибудь капустника
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Our Paining Lady, queen of dark,
Tormented Sigil's matriarch!
So few behold her brilliant sight
And ever live to spill the light
That when she walks the Ring around,
She floats above the Sigil's ground,
For not a footprint will she leave
Upon the surface of belief.
Our Paining Lady never sleeps,
An endless Sigil's vigil keeps.
For fools are many who persist
Their sop'rous blades she never kissed,
Though even Powers fear her rage
And leave our Lady to her Cage.
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I'm a little modron, short and stout!
I sing all day and I prance about!
My little cogs were Limbo-touched
So I don't give a click, a hoot,
a whirr, a buzz, a dink or w00t
About the Source as much!
Очень славные стишки, по-моему; вполне сошли бы для какого-нибудь капустника
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Our Paining Lady, queen of dark,
Tormented Sigil's matriarch!
So few behold her brilliant sight
And ever live to spill the light
That when she walks the Ring around,
She floats above the Sigil's ground,
For not a footprint will she leave
Upon the surface of belief.
Our Paining Lady never sleeps,
An endless Sigil's vigil keeps.
For fools are many who persist
Their sop'rous blades she never kissed,
Though even Powers fear her rage
And leave our Lady to her Cage.
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I'm a little modron, short and stout!
I sing all day and I prance about!
My little cogs were Limbo-touched
So I don't give a click, a hoot,
a whirr, a buzz, a dink or w00t
About the Source as much!















