Thunder
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The thunder roars while sky is dark, Above the endless foaming sea. The fight of waves, the play of spark, Cold water washes mountain scree. A lightning lit the pick of rock, Denuding gloomy shape of it, And I can hear the gale’s talk, While standing still on windy steep. I stand – assume the awful truth, Pursuits of all the forces live, Who punished was for useless sooth, Or could not real feel achieve. Around whom this poison’s spilled From slander cup to disapprove. Around the rock, so sly and thrilled, You dance in flame of deadly move? Oh no! – Keep flying, restless flame! Keep wistling, bluffing with your wind. I’m hear, staying calm for blame. And trembling’s unfamiliar with me. P. S. Перевод стихотворения Лермонтова "Гроза"
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Andrii Katiuzhynskyi
Что можно сказать, снимаю шляпу, отличнейший перевод, далеко не каждый носитель языка так переведет
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2020-09-19 17:51:14
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@Andrii Katiuzhynskyi Старались 😁 Спасибо большое))
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Да уж)))) Я недавно Маяковского переводила на немецкий)
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Morgan Ray and Rose. ⏺English translation⏺ I will find flowers among the fragments of people, give them to you. I am so pleased that there is you, your love for me. I will give you a sea of hope, and lights that do not fade. My heart is only you, it falls asleep without you. I'm giving everything I have in me for you to paralyze the rocks. I don't want to To conquer fate, together to the very edge. We'll be gone on the penultimate day, but our lines will remain. All love is sealed here, in our phrases and ellipses. So, let's rise high, and forgetting about the holy, Falls of the rock. I'll take your hand, and everything, all around It's going to be the way you dreamed.
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Forgiveness
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If it wasn't for you, I would have fought the wall to the pain. If you weren't mine, I'd die every night from losing blood. If it wasn't for your faith, I'd have given up a long time ago. If it were my will, I would stay with you forever. If you'd gone, I'd have been the old emptiness. You would have taken my heart, and instead of it there was an empty aperture. If it wasn't for you, I'd blazed in forgiveness. Would have burned to ashes, until ground, I would have until the last healing.
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