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S. Marshak, Translated by E.Mirvis
                                                The Uncle Calm

                                            Every night all sleep, in nature.
                                          People sleep with no dream-catchers,
                                           An elephant and a swallow sleep,
                                              Tony just wakes in his crib.

                                             He is up all night, and hearing
                                           How the others breathe in peering,
                                              Clock is ticking in the dark,
                                             In the window: doggies bark.

                                        - “Sleep, my boy”, mom blankets cover,
                                           Doesn’t work – he is too stubborn.
                                          Suddenly, the wall clock drummed...
                                           Here‘s appeared The Uncle Calm.

                                            Uncle Calm slipped in the house,
                                          Over cribs leaned, moms and fathers,
                                              On a thread above his head,
                                            Holds a ball with blue-light shed.

                                            Well, it looks like not a baseball,
                                          But like a lantern - bright and stable.
                                           That blue lights disperse in waves,
                                               Whispers quietly and says:

                                                  - “One, Two, Three
                                                And Four - Obey rules!
                                            Who else is awake in bedrooms?
                                             Everyone now needs to sleep.
                                           Who will not, - we will not keep!”

                                            The lantern later ceased to glow,
                                             And from all its many doors,-
                                         The birds flew, the whole flight at once
                                             The bullfinches’ crazy dance.

                                           Whoosh! Above boy, over cradle,
                                          The wings whistled straight to gable,
                                            Tony mumbled like as a psalm:
                                           - “Give me one bird, Uncle Calm!”

                                         - “Cannot do, that, Uncle Calm smiled,
                                        This bird’s in your dream, my dear child.
                                           You have been some time asleep,
                                         Sweet dreams, Tony, tight and deep!”






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