Эллет и Марсианские хроники - "Любовь эльфийской Леди"
In the silver glade where the moonlight plays, An elven heart sings of endless days. For the mortal man with a gentle smile, She dreams of dancing, if just for a while. His laughter echoes through ancient trees, As whispers of magic float on the breeze. Though time divides them, a chasm so wide, In her heart, he is forever her pride. With eyes like the twilight, deep and serene, He sees her true self, behind the unseen. Together they wander through meadows aglow, Hand in hand, where love's river flows. Yet shadows of fate loom, dark and long, For years will pass, and the night's song Will remind her of moments too fleeting, too rare, Of love that transcends the weight of despair.
In the silver glade where the moonlight plays, An elven heart sings of endless days. For the mortal man with a gentle smile, She dreams of dancing, if just for a while. His laughter echoes through ancient trees, As whispers of magic float on the breeze. Though time divides them, a chasm so wide, In her heart, he is forever her pride. With eyes like the twilight, deep and serene, He sees her true self, behind the unseen. Together they wander through meadows aglow, Hand in hand, where love's river flows. Yet shadows of fate loom, dark and long, For years will pass, and the night's song Will remind her of moments too fleeting, too rare, Of love that transcends the weight of despair.