Today I can see that your eyes are especially sad,
And arms,that are hugging your knees, are so gentle, my love.
Just listen, in a faraway land by a lake called Chad,
Wanders an elegant giraffe
His elegant body is shining in afternoon heat.
It's covered wiht a beautiful pattern which no man can make.
A beauty with which only only the African moon can compete,
When its light breaks and moves on the waters of African lakes.
His step is as smooth as the flight of a bird,
From a distance he looks like the colourful sail of a ship.
I know there so many wonders to see in a world,
At dawn when he hides in the cave of a big marble cliff.
I know all the legends and tales of mysterios lands,
About the black maid and the passion of a handsome, young chief,
But fog has been holding your heart in its cold rainy hands,
When I talk to you-you don't listen and you don't believe.
And how will I tell you of gardens,you haven't seen yet,
Of slender palm trees and the smell of mysterios grass,
You're crying. Just listen.By a faraway lake called the Chad
Wanders an elegant giraffe.
( перевод М.Кауфман, автора учебника для 8 класса)