From Italian easel. Pinacoteca of the Vatican, "Transfiguration" by Raphael

< Mamai



And the evening shadows in the corners are not formed until
in a home where neither workers nor the nurse, nor a flat ceiling,
Only the angelic hosts, hour special regiment
at the Department of Arts celestial kanchelyarii ...
But he was thirty-seven, and he was a demigod,
compared to him nature - spotting, splint
. Only here Margherita ... He sees her pubis,
and it starts to shake, in a fit of malaria ...
At the court quietly whispering ... Survived de of mind,
He drags it behind him in all homes,
but none of it herself,
but secretly grehovodit with students.
He brings it even to the sacristy or in the nave,
and the priests, looking petrified with anger,
Only Dad always replaced anger with mercy,
because even in the heart of stone not brocade.
But in the July night, when subsides Rome,
Only an angel sees everything, silent, and invisible,
he has long seen enough of the windy Fornarina *,
but can not intervene as podnevolen.
If immorality creates a divine canvas,
if the world in amazement looking at them, frozen,
Providence sinner any post,
therefore the house and gulok and empty, and the maestro is sick ...
At dawn she would return, as it was more than once,
of questioning leaves, leaving a couple of insignificant phrases ...
And write to Madonna with her, as it was much,
but in his chest flared jealousy ... one motion
he's trying to pull off with her veil,
Only later, he is too unwell ...
And impassive angel suddenly left home,
returning to the central character, "Transformation» ...

* La fornarina (IT.) Baker