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Vladimir Provalinsky - Лирицс транслатион то енглисх


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A letter from forty-fifth year

I send you the letter from forty-fifth year,
Look at the photo, dear person of the same age,
I'm with my friends in it,
Look at me, I'm so young,
The correspondent of a front paper
Photographed us with camera Leica and wrote our addresses,
And we went back there, where shots fired,
Look at me, I'm so young.
 
And it's springtime, the sky is blue,
The sun is too bright in the eyes and the leaves are fresh,
We could live a long time,
We could love,
And raise kids on the Earth.
 
And we went back there, where shots fired,
The bomb attack and mine's sinister howling,
We moved forward to withstand, to hold out,
Even paying the ultimate price,
The ground was moaning, all in blood and fires,
And we led a violent fight for life,
And the comrades fell to the ground near me,
And everyone was also so young.
 
And it's springtime, the sky is blue,
The sun is too bright in the eyes and the leaves are fresh,
We really wanted to live,
To be loved
And raise kids on the Earth.
 
I didn't hear, how the evil bullet whistled,
How I fell and have become a ground,
I have become an obelisk and a pure song,
Look at me, I'm so young,
I'm talking to you from forty-fifth year,
Look at the photo: I'm alive in it,
Don't let a cursed war happen again,
Let the sky above you be peaceful!
 
We could live a long time,
We could love,
And cherish peace on the Earth.
 


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26.10.2024

You'll See Me Return





When the sun will be bright
inside the mountains and hills,
in the silence of the evening
you'll remember me.
 

But if you'll call my name,
you'll see me return.
 

And you'll have for company
a crowd of thoughts
and your lips will be silent
if it does not speak to your heart.
 

But if you'll call my name,
I'll return.
 

From life, I want to have
five things to remember,
they are (five) five (five) you,
you, you, you, you, you.
 

(When the sun will be bright
inside the mountains and hills,
in the silence of the evening
you'll remember me.)
 

But if you'll call my name,
I'll return.
 

From life, I want to have
five things to remember,
they are (five) five (five) you,
you, you, you, you, you.
 

When the sun will be bright
inside the mountains and hills,
in the silence of the evening
you'll remember me.
 

But if you'll call my name,
I'll return to you!
 


26.10.2024

Spring





I want to be in the light of the sun
Without the sun I will die
It seems like spring has arrived
The sky is pretty nice and bright
 

A sign that spring has come
It will embrace you
The pollen is a bit annoying
But I guess I'll wait and see
 

Something very nice is gonna come your way
Let's sing it
 

Take a look outside the window
Enjoy the exercise in the park
Ignore the sun indoors
But is that really okay?
 

Or, you could step outside
Breathe in the sun and feel so alive
The sky is pretty nice and bright
 

A sign that spring has come
It will embrace you
The pollen is a bit annoying
But I guess I'll wait and see
 

A sign that spring has come
It will embrace you
The pollen is a bit annoying
But I guess I'll wait and see
 

And then we just sit still
In this field of grass until summer
Because I wanna go back
To the very last year of high school
 

So much pain
So much strain
 

But still
 

I had friends who made me feel
The way I'll never feel
 

Ever again
 

Life was worth living
With the people who are now all gone
 


26.10.2024

Teresinella





'Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up'
 

Why don’t serenades return again
Those of my grandfather’s day, long past
When, crazy in love with his fair dame
Through these ancient streets he’d sigh:
“Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up”
 

Tonight, your streets, old neighborhood
Will listen to a new troubadour
Who sings of Ladies and golden braids
Silken ladders, swords, and knights:
“Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up”
 

Now that braids are no longer in fashion
And there’s no balcony to keep lovers apart
The people of the quarter think and believe
The serenader drinks and perhaps goes too far
“Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up”
 

Now, if she who loves me with a pale kind of love
Might be behind the balcony listening
She’d think: “But if there’s an elevator
Why does he shout so much? He can come up!”
“Teresinella, Teresinella
You are not the one I want for myself
Golden braids are no longer true
And the troubadour does not sing for you”
 

The dream fades, and the moon departs
Disappointed, the minstrel drifts away
And the echo carries the song to the wind
The dream fades, and the moon departs:
“Teresinella, Teresinella
Lower your braids, so I may climb up”
 


26.10.2024

Deep Sea





It's getting easier
It's getting fuller
Where are you going? Where are you heading?
 

Where are you going?
 

When your heart feels like it's about to burst
 

Just quietly open your eyes
Let's go somewhere right now
 

To that secret place
 

Between you and me
 

Every time I stand up, I'm knocked down
What I want is a soothing rock sound
My emotions are up, down, up, down
My emotions are shut down, shut down
 

It's all over if people's morals disappear
Will it be okay if I try my best?
You'll have to watch to find out!