Thomas Harris. The Hannibal Rising (№ 268204)

Quickly under clear skies
Freeze turbulent waters.
And moonlight and shadows
I float away,
Like fate's whims.
Hannibal responded in the classic style of Prince Genji:
Memories of love past
Like snow in the wind falling in the snow.
They are as sharp as Peking duck,
Sharp, bitter, painfully beautiful -
Sailing, sailing in my sleep next to each other.
"No," said the lady Murasaki. - No. Now there was one ice. All gone. Isn't it?
- You for me the most favorite thing in the world, ' he said quite truthfully.