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Marina Tsvetayeva - Надгробие (Nadgrobiye) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Headstone


1
 
“I'm going for a few minutes…”
At work (for loafers chaos
Is the name) Having left the table behind,
Leaving aside the chair – where had you gone?
 
I poll the Paris whole.
In fairy tales only yes -
Ascending into the skies!
Where has gone – your soul?
 
In closet – like a temple, double doors
See: All the books in their place.
In a line - are present all letters.
Where is your face?
 
Your face,
Your warmth,
Your shoulder –
Where have they gone?
 
2
 
In vain with an eye – like a nail,
Penetrating the black earth:
In consciousness – or rather a nail:
You are not here – and there you are not.
 
In vain in an eye turn
I ransack the heaven: rain!
The bucket of rainwater
You are not there – and you are not there.
 
No, neither of the two:
Too much bone – bone, too much spirit-spirit.
Where is that one? Where-yourself? Where-all? Where are you?
There – too much there, here – too much here.
 
I will not replace you with sand and steam.
Who took – as a kin.
I won’t give up the corpse and cadaver.
Here – too much here, there – too much there.
 
Not you – not you – not you – not you – no more
What the priests sing to us,
That death is life and life is death,
God – too much God, worm – too much worm.
 
We are divisible into a corpse and a ghost!
Won’t give him for smoke
Censer,
Flowers,
Graves.
 
And if somewhere you are –
So – in us. And your best honor,
Gone – despite the split:
Completely gone. He left – with every thing.
 
3
 
For this, that at no time, young and brave,
Don’t let me rot between bodies alive
Soulless, to fall dead between walls -
I won’t let you die!
 
For this, that by the hand, fresh and clean,
Brought to freedom, a spring leaf –
He brought me into the house with gifts –
I will not let you to make real things!
 
For this, that my first gray hair
I met with filial pride,
I met with childish joy – fear -
I will not give you - to turn gray in the hearts!
 
4
 
A blow muffled by years of oblivion,
Years of ignorance.
A blow reaching like women’s singing,
Like neighing of a horse.
 
Like impassioned singing
Through the slanted building
The blow is reaching.
Blow muffled by ignorance, oblivion,
Silent thicket.
 
Sin of our memory – voiceless, lipless,
Meatless, noseless!
All day friend without friend, at night friend without friend
At alluvial ground
 
Hit - muffled, suede - like seeweed.
So ivy path eats
And life to the ruin turns…
Like a knife through a feather bed!
 
With window cotton stuffed into my ears,
And the one outside the window:
With snow – with years – with the pounds of soullessness –
Muffled is blow…
 
And what if suddenly
 
And what if suddenly
And what if I remember?
 
<5>
 
On the way, stumbling block –
Thank you for the last bit of strength
Tearing - I will keep quiet – oak
To a shoulder in its youth.
 
Dying fish as it dies,
Thank you for the strength’s last bit
To those who are near – forgive!
To those who are struggling to save
Shaft the first tide.
 
Drying field of corn –
Not human, divine.
The wonderful finger’s storm.
 
In hour of salvation, so kind
Forces are the first - to the last!
Until your mouth is dry -
Save, gods! Save, God!
 




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16.10.2024

Game Of Life





A vision through the lens, the universe unfolds
I’m in a wonderland aya
My ticket in hand, day or night don’t matter
It’s a paradise anytime
 

Hundreds of advanced machineries
Frantic, flashing in full swing Aya
Scanning, we take our strides
A desire to get to the bottom of it
 

Wooo...
We can't hold it back...
There’s no way to say sorry
Let em cut the line, jump the queue
If they thrust in force
Chased for life
Ohhh ohhh...
Eyy... and lemme tell ya
 

Game On!
Everybody, game on!
I know no rules
I don’t care what you think the thrill is all mine
I wander dusk till dawn
Get dirty, get dirty, get dirty
 

Every, everybody up, stay down
Everybody gonna stay high
And everybody up, stay down
Everybody come on come and get some
 

Yeah everybody up, and get your hands in the air
Wave em all around like you just don’t care
Got the Brodie on the track and a rolly in the back
Homie know me as the guy who sees a beat and gon attack
 

(Hold up)
 

Get dirty, get dirty, get dirty
Bouncy like the Hooper that be busting out the sturdy
It’s the game of life y’all no need to get wordy
AK and JC we make em worry (for real)
 

Wooo...
We can't hold it back...
There's no way to say sorry
I ride it my way like a rollercoaster
Be my own master let the joy pour over
Ohhh ohhh...
Eyy, and let me tell you
 

Game On!
Everybody, game on!
I know no rules
I don’t care what you think the thrill is all mine
We in our own zones slayin’
Get dirty, get dirty, get dirty
 

My homies a bunch, I don’t mind the waiting time
Let it be, whatsoever
I had my fun, my fun is real
Ain’t no lies about it
 

I’m abouta get!
I’m abouta get!
 

I’m abouta get dirty... Yea yea
I’m abouta get dirty... Yea yea
 

It’s the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
It’s the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
It is the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
(It’s abouta get dirty, get dirty)
 

It’s the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
It’s the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
It is the game of my life... yeah yeah yeah
(It’s abouta get dirty, get dirty)
 


16.10.2024

Villain





Feeling like a villain (yeah yeah)
No looking back, I must proceed
(From the backseat) (Wait what)
Yeah I’m talking more than feelings (yes I do)
Deep down I know well there’s no halting
 

Tired of that face, so fake, plotting all day, enough! Give me a break (Figured out the game)
Over with, fooling around, having my best moment, don’t give a dame (Yeah you got that right)
 

Go dazzling, be the central focus (Shining around)
Be the light, climb up the peak to shine (This good night)
 

Yeah it’s my villain era, it’s my time
I can’t care less life and death
Do a little wink, little dance to catch ya
Defying rules, I do not bother
Sparing my time on things I like
It’s my era
 

Feeling like a villain (yeah yeah)
No looking back, I must proceed
(From the backseat) (Wait what)
Yeah I’m talking more than feelings (yes I do)
Deep down I know well there’s no halting
 

I’m scared of that chase, hurry, pushing, falling, clashing, wearing me out (Figured out the game)
Exploring, fooling around, rushing, getting broken, I’ve seen enough (Yeah you got that right)
 

I’m a tough boy, be a real boy
Do you wanna join me? Have real joy
If you like it, come and get it
Everybody knows it, just a gambit
I’m a tough boy, be a real boy
Do you wanna join me? Have real joy
If you like it, come and get it
Everybody knows it, just a gambit
 

Yeah it’s my villain era, it’s my time
I can’t care less life and death
Do a little wink, little dance to catch ya
Defying rules, I do not bother
Sparing my time on things I like
It’s my era
 

Inborn dislike against boredom
Come on baby, Imma show you how (yeah)
Having all the fun
In my own way, just straightaway
It’s my era
 

Feeling like a villain (yeah yeah)
No looking back, I must proceed
(From the backseat) (Wait what)
Yeah I’m talking more than feelings (yes I do)
Deep down I know well there’s no halting (You got that right)
 


16.10.2024

Beggar





When they see you from afar,
what could they be jealous of?
Of your empty and fake life?
Once the crowd's gone,
you once again embrace loneliness.
Does anyone see, that you aren't happy?
 

Memories and expensive clothes I'll give away
to the poor like a piece of bread.
I'm not one of those women,
to whom you toss change (for them) to get ready!1
 

Come on, it's your turn! Go buy another paid (piece of) garbage,
to ask you everyday if you still love me
Millions in your hands, let them rain on you!
Be rich in money, but a beggar in the soul!
 

You're overdoing the alcohol,
you drink and cheat.
You always have some sort of excuse...
During the day, I'm a stranger,
during the night, you fall on my feet.
And all of you, the wealthy, also cry!2
 

Memories and expensive clothes I'll give away
to the poor like a piece of bread.
I'm not one of those women,
to whom you toss change (for them) to get ready!
 

Come on, it's your turn! Go buy another paid piece of garbage,
to ask you everyday if you still love me
Millions in your hands, let them rain!
(For you) To be rich in money, but a beggar in the soul!
 

Come on, it's your turn! Go buy another paid piece of garbage,
to ask you everyday if you still love me
Millions in your hands, let them rain!
(For you) To be rich in money, but a beggar in the soul!
 
  • 1. ''глася'' means ''I prepare'', ''... getting ready'', ''fit for some purpose'', etc. ''To dress/doll up'' are also correct, as it's the closest to the meaning of the original word
  • 2. ''плачете'' is used for multiple people/group, if ''плачат'' was used, it would be ''The wealthy also cry''



16.10.2024

Dance, maiden, dance





Dance, maiden, dance, maiden, dance,
to what I’m singing
dance, gentle girl, dance, gentle maiden,
to what I’m singing.
Whirl around lightly, buoyantly to the sound,
the sound of the waves of the sea.
Feel the affectionate sighing
of the frolicking breeze
that speaks to the heart
in a languishing tone,
and that invites you to a dance
without ceasing, without ceasing,
that invites you to a dance.
Dance, gentle girl, dance, gentle maiden,
to what I’m singing.
 


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