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Marina Tsvetayeva - Стихи К Чехии. Сентябрь. (Stikhi K Chekhii. Sentyabrʹ.) Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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Poems To Czechia. September.


1
 
Full and spacious is the land.
There is just one woe:
There is no sea for the Czechs,
To the Czechs – were seas of
 
Tears: for salt there is no need!
Stocked up for long time!
Three hundred years of slavery,
Twenty years of freedom.
 
Not idle, like a bird –
Human and god’s.
Twenty years of greatness
Twenty years of adverbs
 
All – upon the peaceful field
One people.
Thirty years without liberty,
Twenty years of freedom –
 
Everyone. Fire and home -
Everyone. Sciences, games -
Everyone. Labor - to anyone -
If only there were hands.
 
On the field and in the school –
Look! What shoots – please heed him!
Thirty years of slavery.
Twenty years of freedom.
 
Confirm then, the guests
Czechs, all together:
It was sown – with the full hand,
It was built – with honor.
 
For two decades – even then
(It is not the complete!)
Like nowhere in the world
Was their song and thought.
 
From pain having grayed,
Moan the Vltava’s waters:
Thirty years of slavery.
Freedom – twenty years.
 
On the eagle rocks
Like an eagle scattered –
And what had happened
To my land, my Czech heaven?
 
Mountains have been chipped away.
Pulled away – by ocean…
Thirty years of slavery.
Twenty years of freedom.
 
In the village happiness was woven
Red, blue, variegated.
What had happened to you,
The Czech two-tailed lion?
 
Foxes overcame
Forests to the leader!
Thirty years of slavery.
Twenty years of freedom.
 
Hear with every tree,
Vltava, listen, forest!
Lion rhymes with mine,
But, Vltava – glory.
 
Only for an hour – not more
All misfortune of yours!
Through the slavery’s night
The white freedom day!
 
2
 
The mountains - tours the field!
The black forests,
In the water the valleys peer,
The mountains – and the heavens.
 
Freer is edge of everything
And most generous one.
These mountains are homeland
For my son.
 
Dales – pastures for the deer,
Do not confuse the beasts –
The hut will with roof be covered,
And guns in forest –
 
No matter how much passed
Versts – not single one.
These mountains are homeland
For my son.
 
My son there I had raised
And flowed – water?
Was it days
Or goose white herds?...
 
In summer Christmas
Celebrates the blackcurrant.
These huts – are the homeland
Of my son.
 
There was birth into the world
By birth to paradise.
God, having made Bohemia,
Said, “Land most glorious!
 
All gifts of nature,
All – by birth to paradise
More dangerous than the homeland
Of my son!”
 
The Czech underground:
Marriage of streams and ores!
God created Bohemia
And said, “Good work!”
 
All was – rootless
Only not one –
There was no homeland
For the son of mine.
 
Cursed – who occupied
That humble paradise
With deer and with hares,
With pheasant feathers.
 
Damned – the one who sold,
Never forgiven - see!
The homeland age-old
All who is without a country!
 
My land, my land, sold
All alive, with the beast,
With miracle gardens
With mountain breeds,
 
With whole nations
In field, without housing,
Moaning: homeland!
My homeland!
 
The Lord’s! Bohemia!
Don’t lie like a layer!
God gave to both –
And he will give another!
 
In vow – lifting the hand
Of all your sons –
To die for homeland
Of all without land.
 
3
 
On the card is place:
See – blood in the face!
In grandmother’s torments
Each village beats in sorrow.
 
Divided – with an axe
Border pole
Ulcer eats everything
On the body of the world.
 
From the porch to the stately
Mountain – eagle’s nests –
In a thousand square
Irrevocable versts –
 
Ulcer.
Lay down to rest –
Czech: alive was buried.
There in people’s chest
Is our wound: our murdered!
 
Only that land is named
Brothers’ rain on eyes!
Fat, celebrate the scam!
In your success be nice.
 
Fat, Judas – celebrate!
We – in whom the heart –
Is: the place on the map there
Is empty: our honour.
 
4
 
ONE OFFICER
 
Czech forest –
The most forest.
Year – nineteen hundred
Thirty eight.
 
Day and month? Echoing, vertices,
The day the Germans entered the Czechs!
 
Forests – reddish,
Day – blue-grey.
Twenty soldiers,
One officer.
 
Cool-headed and chubby, the officer
Is guarding the border.
 
My forest, around,
My bush, around,
My home, around,
Mine – is this home.
 
I won’t give trees,
I won’t give houses,
I won’t give land,
I won’t hand over a span!
 
Deciduous darkness.
The heart’s fright:
The steps of Prussians?
Knocking on heart?
 
My forest, farewell!
My century, farewell!
My end, farewell!
Mine – this edge is well!
 
May the entire land
Go to your feet!
I am under leg
The stone won’t give!
 
The stomp of boots upon the floor,
Germans! – leaflet.
The iron’s ore.
Germans! – the whole forest.
 
Germans! – rolling
Caves and mountains
Threw a soldier
One is an officer.
 
From the forest – in a lively manner
To the bulk – with a revolver!
 
Crackled the shot.
Crackled the whole wood!
Forest – applause
All – applause!
 
While bullets whip at the German
The whole forest applauds him!
 
Maple, pine,
Foliage, needles,
All solid
In the forest’s thicket.
 
Good news
Were incurred,
For what’s saved –
Czech honour.
 
Thus – the country
Is not surrendered,
Thus – the war
All the same - it had been!
 
My land, vivat –
Bite, herr!
Twenty soldiers.
One officer.
 
<5>
 
HOMELAND OF RADIUM
 
Maybe that century’s
Scourge is blind
Homeland of light
Took under the boot, maybe
 
Look at those mountains!
In these mountains
The better is found:
Homeland – radium.
 
Wanderer, with all eyes
And the soul
Look at the mountains!
On the heart, write
Each depression:
Homeland – radium…
 




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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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