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DeepL translate struggled a lot with that: Shy cybernetic powerful extremes He met when unimodular groups Cyberiads totaled on a sultry afternoon, Not knowing if there was love or not yet. The world of the world, the world of the world, the world of the world, the world of the world, the world of the world, And verses of vectors from morning to evening! Closer, counter-images! Closer, because it's time To reduce the lover to the embrace of the lover! He'll make the half-metric tremors that moan unite, He'll turn them into groups of turns and feedbacks, And so cascading and so dizzying That they short-circuit, going from eye to eye! Thou, transfinal class! Thou, strong of greatness! The uninhabitable continuum! Praucus white! Christoffel with Stoks I will give up for a whole age For the first and last derivative of love. Thy scalar spaces' multilinear depths Show the entangled in the Theorem of the Body, Cyberiad to cypresses, bimodally whole In gradients, multiplied into flights of pigeons! Oh, he did not live to enjoy, who so without gray hair Nor in Weyl's space, nor Brouwer's The topological study with an embrace opens, Studying curves unknown to Moebius! O, multilayered comitant of feelings, Much you must be valued, he will only know, Who, sensing the phantom of such parameters, Dies in nanoseconds, burning every moment! Like a point, entering the system of holonomy, deprived of the coordinates of zero by an asymptote, So in the last projection, the last caress Farewelled - the cyberneticist dies of love.