William Shakespeare "Sonnet 130" lyrics

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Sonnet 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sunCoral 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 delightThan in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I knowThat 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 rareAs any she belied with false compare.

Sonet LXXX

Nu-s ochii dragei mele stropi de soareŞi roșul gurii ei nu-i de coral.De-i albă neaua, sânu-i oacheș pareŞi negrul păr i-e ca o sârmă-n val.

Știu roze albe, știu şi roze roşi,Dar nu-i socot obrajii trandafiriŞi-s balsamuri mai dulci să le miroșiDecât e boarea întregii sale firi.

Îmi place s-o aud, deși plăcutMai mult mi-e zvonul muzicilor parcă.Eu mers de zâna încă n-am văzut,Dar draga mea e clar că-n țărnă calcă.

Şi totuși, eu o cred la fel de rarăCum spun şi cei ce mint când o compară.

traducere de Ion Frunzetti

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