Вірші
Жажда
Без тебя ни минуты, без свиданья ни дня.
Как земля без труда и как дым без огня...
Жажда гложет, снедает,
И áлкает душа.
Ну, и мысли мелькают:
"Хороша, хороша!"
Как без света Луна, как трава без воды,
Так и я без тебя!
Ты ж ко мне без нужды...
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(Фрагмент#3)
В голове застреваешь ты снова;
Твои кудри, глаза в небеса,
Эх, те мысли, как русский и мова,
Хоть близки, но рознит их коса...
Выйти ль в поле? Увидеть там росы,
Побежать по траве-мураве,
Вольно мне, мне легко - ноги босы...
А потом прилечь тихо к земле
И послушать ее,
И услышать.
И дышать, и дышать, и дышать...
Распевал соловей песню гарно,
И лежать бы так мне, не вставать...
Мне по пояс земле поклониться,
Словно хочется жить много лет;
С каждым днем мне тебя забывать...
И душе вечно так веселиться,
С каждым днем,
Все опять и опять...
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Voice
Inspired by the brilliant track Niletto "Voice"
My voice is gone
I haven’t slept for a long time.
Hair is my saddle
I managed to grow old.
My voice sounded
I wanted to stop.
All imperishable years
The world crumbles like chalk.
I was deprived of all rights
And my voice is empty.
Enemies were breathing in the back,
And they walked with their heads uncovered.
told them about the world
My voice froze.
Dissolved on the air
And my trace froze.
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Especially for @FrancicFlo.
She will understand the meaning. Based on our conversation in hp. She also knows the topic.
Tom Gleinwein.
Farid Shigapov .
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Dandelion
I'm your favorite boy
I look at you.
You are a light dandelion
I give you love.
It blows a gentle breeze
Covered your head
Almost saying fly
Closing your eyes.
Was a yellow flower
Closed and simple
Opened my mask
Plated with gold.
The flower has become white
A fragile moth.
became very bright
i have nothing to do with.
But now I'm afraid of loss
It’s sad to think that one impulse,
Will carry the fragile head burden
And souls will experience a terrible explosion!
I'm your boy guard
I look at you,
You are a light dandelion
I give you love!
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the poem is dedicated to my secret love. I hope the quarantine ends and I confess my feelings. I went to learn to kiss on tomatoes)))))))
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Lucky
I found a clover with petals,
There were eight, I remember.
Although we decide our fate,
He served as a talisman for me.
Good luck, bad luck what nonsense?
We ourselves are the smiths of our own happiness.
From failure we need to make a fence
Through which we will not let adversity enter into life.
But clover still helped me a little,
I think he anticipates rock.
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Amdar
Перевод моего русского стиха Амдар на английский язык.
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Don't think that I love you much
Do not think that I torment myself.
Do you want to praise you profusely?
Don’t think, I’m not up to you right now.
Your reproaches are higher than strength
Which gives my soul.
Your habits were nice.
But in the heart there is no place for you.
Amdar, Queen of Eternal Discord,
Your great, bottomless beauty
like the colorful and echoing sounds of thunder
And you sting like a quick wasp.
Go away, Amdar, I don’t need you anymore,
Go away, Amdar, leave me alive.
Let me live quietly in the wild
And give me a choice according to the fate of another.
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Amdar is the goddess of war and death, who was worshiped in Ancient Thrace .
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Sadness
Перевод моего русского стиха Тоска на английский язык.))))
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My life is sadness,
My life is boredom.
Waiting for the end,
When is the end of these torments?
Sadness gripped,
I fight it.
What is this power?
What laughter is stronger?
I will dissolve in Sadness,
I will not be seen,
I will seize, and in a cast,
Fate can be foreseen.
And Sadness is my pain,
That stands and is spread behind.
But Sadness is my life. Isn’t I sad in that life?
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Sea
Do you remember the sunset and the sea
Impatient wave run?
Then you didn’t know grief
And the feelings of gratitude are full ...
I remember that: you were silent
The sand creaked, the wave breathed
And I didn’t have time to go out for a month,
I sang love songs to you.
Remember the sea, we stood?
Water splashed at our feet.
Do you remember dear? I remember
But since then my life has disappeared!
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Amdar
Francais
Translation
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Je ne suis pas fort
Je ne pense pas que je me torture.
Voulez-vous vous féliciter abondamment?
Ne pense pas, je ne suis pas à ta place en ce moment.
Vos reproches sont supérieurs à la force
Ce qui donne mon âme.
Vos habitudes étaient agréables.
Il n'y a pas de place pour toi.
Amdar, reine de la discorde éternelle,
ta grande beauté sans fond
comme les sons colorés et résonnants du tonnerre
Comme une guêpe rapide.
Va-t'en, Amdar, je n'ai plus besoin de toi,
Pars, Amdar, laisse-moi en vie.
Laisse-moi vivre tranquillement dans la nature
Je veux choisir en fonction du sort d'un autre.
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amdar - la déesse de la guerre et de la mort, qui était vénérée dans l'ancienne Thrace.
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Espanol
No soy fuerte
No creo que me esté torturando.
¿Quieres elogiarte profusamente?
No pienses, no estoy en tus manos ahora.
Tus reproches son más fuertes que la fuerza
Lo que da mi alma.
Tus hábitos eran buenos.
No hay lugar para ti.
Amdar, reina de la discordia eterna,
tu gran belleza sin fondo
como los coloridos y resonantes sonidos del trueno
Como una avispa rápida.
Vete, Amdar, ya no te necesito,
Vete, Amdar, déjame con vida.
Déjame vivir tranquilamente en la naturaleza
Quiero elegir según el destino de otro.
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amdar - la diosa de la guerra y la muerte, que fue adorada en la antigua Tracia.
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I will be poor, but the best
My faithful comrade, I’ll support in battle,
In any interference I substitute my shoulder.
And so as not to seem like a worse friend
I will be poor, but the best.
Problems with business? I'm right there.
For this we need a best friend?
I’ll help in trouble, and under enemy fire,
We stand against the bullet, as in childhood together.
I got sick, came to visit,
If I'm around, you won’t be sad.
A car cannot replace a best friend
Girls, clothes, any reasons.
And so as not to be the worst friend
I will be poor, but the best!
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He was inspired by the song Niletto about friends "I will be poor, but the best."
dedicated to all my friends from life and from the SB.
Sincerely, your sarcastic and eternally sad, half asleep, Tom Gleinwein, Farid Shigapov.
:)
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Scar
A new scar on the heart
A scar covered with leather.
Where to go from love?
Hide away, maybe ...
Love is broken into pieces
Memories are burning
Now you can’t even see zgi,
And I stand with my eyes downcast.
There is this scar on my heart
Already no feeling, no heat
My laws to my temple
there is no good in your eyes.
And the scar hurts, the soul screams
Cupid looks and is silent ...
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Evil
Outside I am friendly and lively
With a great and most beautiful soul.
I smile at all people in response
And there is no reason for sadness.
Inside I'm a representative of evil and sadness
And this feeling will not let me go to the end.
I want neither joy nor light
But I pretend that I want it.
I can laugh with you
If you want it yourself.
But in my soul I can't laugh
It’s better for me to be a villain in my soul and stay ...
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To defuse my mood. It’s boiling, you know.
Thomas Glinweyn
Farid Shigapov ...
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Fireworks
In the shower fireworks, fire cascade,
When I see you, I’m very happy.
Your words are like air to me
Your words are the rationality of the field.
I look, I don’t know what to say,
I'm trying to write poems to your beauty.
You are my muse, the sun, my dawn
I am your zenith, your wind, the happiness of years.
your fireworks in my eyes burn
From endless flashes of blood boils.
And no one can put out this feeling
Our love, I hope, will live !
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Bastille
Le poème est dédié au 14 juillet 1789, jour de la prise de la Bastille pendant la Révolution française (1789-1799)
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Français, paysan,
Il a servi la noblesse
Et des pasteurs avides dans les églises
Volé les laïcs.
Il a labouré la terre dans un champ,
quitrent a payé les pauvres.
et il rêvait de vivre dans la nature,
Où le saule pousse si tranquillement.
Mais il y avait peu de méchants
Ils voulaient une guerre.
A Nantes lors d'une réunion,
Ils ont passé un contrat.
Ils ont insulté les gens, trahi le roi,
Homeland Homeland gémit.
mais pourquoi ont-ils besoin de terres, de champs, de villes?
Laissez les paysans tout prendre!
les délégués se sont réunis
La France a une dette, des mercenaires.
Banquier Jacques Necker *,
Calmez la populace!
Mais Marat ** et d'autres,
Chevalier, avocats,
Les gens ont montré de telles passions
ce que les soldats ont rassemblé sur Mars ***.
Les gens se sont rebellés sur leurs coffres de cocarde
Éclat bleu, blanc et rouge.
La bataille a commencé avec Mont Mart,
les troupes sont attirées dans la Bastille.
Un de mes amis! Qu'est-il arrivé
Il y a du monde en France!
C'est juste arrivé
un jour terrible est venu!
Bastille - une prison pour les paysans
Artisans, pauvres soldats.
Cette forteresse est tombée, la garde est écrasée!
Livré aux nobles maintenant Shah et Mat!
Versailles capturé une semaine plus tard
armée des ténèbres conquise
Il a tué le roi, révolution, choc!
sur ce point, nous terminons l'histoire!
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Jacques Necker * - Ministre des Finances avant la révolution.
Jean-Paul Marat ** - un philosophe, l'un des instigateurs de la révolution.
Mars *** - Champ de Mars, où des défilés militaires ont eu lieu. Maintenant, il y a la Tour Eiffel .
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Bastille
The poem is dedicated to July 14, 1789, on the day of the Bastille in the days of the French Revolution (1789-1799)
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Frenchman, a peasant,
He served the nobility
And greedy pastors in the churches
Robbed the laity.
It plowed the earth in the field,
The quitrent paid the poor man.
and he dreamed of living in the wild,
Where the willow tree grows so quietly.
But there were few villains of the quitrent,
They wanted war.
In Nantes at the time of the Meeting,
They made a contract.
They insulted the people, betrayed the king,
The native Motherland groans.
But why do they need land, fields, cities?
Let the peasants take it all!
delegates gathered
France has a duty, hired soldiers.
Banker Jacques Necker *,
Calm the rabble rabble!
But Marat ** and others,
Chevalier, lawyers,
People showed such passions
What the soldiers gathered on Mars ***.
The people rebelled, on their chests cockades
Blue, white and red glisten.
The battle began with Mont Mart,
troops pulled into the Bastille.
Mon Ami! What happened?
In France, the mob!
It just so happened
A terrible day has come!
The Bastille is a prison for peasants
Artisans, poor soldiers.
That fortress fell, the guard is crushed!
Delivered to the nobles now Shah and Mat!
Versailles captured a week later
defeated army of darkness
Killed the king, revolution, shock!
This is where we finish the story!
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Jacques Necker * - Minister of Finance before the revolution.
Jean-Paul Marat ** - a philosopher, one of the instigators of the revolution.
Mars *** - Field of Mars where military parades took place. Now there is the Eiffel Tower .
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Пятница
(Перевод моего английского стиха"Friday"на украинский)
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Прекрасна чудова пятница! Я полюбив її в цей день! Маки росли в той день на поле,
Але квіти поганий щит для серця!
Я полюбив тебе в пятницу,
В мій улюблений день
Та весна була дуже чудова,
І ти теж була прекрасна!
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Friday
Wonderful lovely friday,
I loved her that day,
Poppies bloomed in the field, But flowers for the heart bad shield.
I loved you on friday
On my favorite day,
That spring was so beautiful
You were so wonderful!
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Tete-a-tete
Смотрю в твои глаза -
Они темны , как ночь.
Ты скользкая лоза ,
Могу тебе помочь .
Меня не замечаешь -
Давно привык молчать .
Но ты меня заставишь
От боли закричать .
Уйди , прошу , виденье ,
В любви ведь смысла нет.
В ней есть одно презренье,
Проклятый тет а тет .
Мне боль виски сжимает ,
В крови горит пожар ,
Ведь я тебя бросаю -
Прощай, я побежал !
И ты беги скорее ,
Забудь , меня уж нет ,
Часы идут быстрее ,
Проклятый тет а тет !
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Forest
The wind is noisy in the forest.
I found my only rest.
And the leaves are singing for you and me,
But you really wanted to go to the sea .
I am your faithful servant
I know what do you want
But why don't you like this forest?
This wondrous, beautiful forest?
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