Vladimir Nabokov. Nube, castillo, lago
Vladimir Nabokov. CLOUD, CASTLE, LAKE
Stop that worrying and moping,
Take a, knotted stick and rise,
Come a-tramping in the open
With the good, the hearty guys!
Cloud, Castle, Lake
Tramp your country's grass and stubble,
With the good, the hearty guys,
Kill the hermit and his trouble
And to hell with doubts and sighs!
In a paradise of heather
Where the field mouse screams and dies,
Let us march and sweat together
With the steel-and-leather guys!