VERÝTÝ LÝ VI LÜBOF SPERVAVVA VZGLYADA
PAJALUSTA NÝ DAGADIVAYSA MÝNYA AÞIBAÇNA
YA HATEL BI PAZNAKOMÝT’SA STABOY PABLÝJÝ
My love, I have tried with all my being
to grasp a form comparable to thine own,
but nothing seems worthy;
I know now why Shakespeare could not
compare his love to a summer’s day.
It would be a crime to denounce the beauty
of such a creature as
