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	Create New Topic   My Posts   My forum buddies   Invite friends   Private messages Russian brides > Main Forum > ukrainian poems Author Post russ-key Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/26/2009 6:44:20 AM   It is my young ladies birthday next week and I was wondering if anyone on here could recommend a romantic poem in Ukrainian? Your help would be much appreciated. Driftwood Arts Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/26/2009 1:47:08 PM   dannys a looser from adelaid , who lies so peeple think he's got it maid . he thot it was funky as he played with his munkey , at least only noogie pays to get laid ! Armin(Bonddd) Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/26/2009 4:36:14 PM   Do you need it in Ukrainian or may be in Russian or English? Harvey Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/26/2009 6:54:53 PM   there once was a man from nantucket....... or how about this one? Григорій ЧУБАЙ * * * Коли до губ твоїх лишається півподиху, Коли до губ твоїх лишається півкроку — Зіниці твої виткані із подиву, В очах у тебе синьо і широко. Щось шепчеш зачаровано і тихо ти, Той шепіт мою душу синьо крає. І забуваю я, що вмію дихати, І що ходити вмію забуваю. А чорний птах повік твоїх здіймається І впевненість мою кудись відмає. Неступленим півкроку залишається, Півподиху у горлі застряває. Зіниці твої виткані із подиву, В очах у тебе синьо і широко, Але до губ твоїх лишається півподиху, До губ твоїх лишається півкроку. Harvey Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/26/2009 6:57:03 PM   that didn't translate well. it looks nothing like it did when I posted it or after I hit send. http://poetry.uazone.net/chubai01.html try this link Harvey Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/26/2009 7:01:59 PM   translated: skip the authors name on the first line * * * When I am half a breath from you, When I am half a step from your lips — Your pupils are weaved from wonder. There is something blue and wide in your eyes. You whisper something spellbound and quiet, That blue whisper is cutting my soul. And I am forgetting that I know how to breath, And I am forgetting that I know how to walk. The black bird of your eyelashes is taking off And taking my confidence away to unknown place. The half a step is being left unwalked. The half a breath is getting stuck in throat. Your pupils are weaved from wonder. There is something blue and wide in your eyes. But there's half a breath left from me to you, There's half a step left to your lips hopefully she has blue eyes, Jules russ-key Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/27/2009 8:14:44 AM   Thank you Julian. there were some good poems on that site. Thank you too Armin. I think it would be better in Ukrainian rather than Russian. Good luck to all you guys that are following their dream. Its a tough road to take, but the eventual rewards will be worth it! ragingbull Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/27/2009 3:44:32 PM   The following are lyrics to Russian or Ukrainian songs I had translated. It will get dark in your eyes Just like a path of the autumn orchard( garden) The feather will sway Just like a flood of the mad river Because of the sad farewell Quiet and helpless tear Will not warm up By your warm and dear hand We are not a strangers anymore And there is not closer people than we are I don’t believe in fairy tales And in this sudden unexpected dream In a sorrow of saying goodbye Right now our next meeting is lightning up And it flies and burns Just like a comet an empty train station No one will cry out this time And our tears at a night time And will not going to tell us That rain in August and Snow in January No one will cry out the time When I am going to wait for you And will tell about us Not a sun and a moon in the skies ragingbull Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/27/2009 3:46:11 PM   I’m just like your little toy That makes your life so nice and easy I dreamed that I didn’t belong to you as though it wasn’t easy I will go to the country of dreams And will do whatever I want The tender wind will whisper to me That you are not the one for me I don’t belong to you I am not in a puppet play I don’t belong to you I know that I can’t yet To tell you -No Suddenly shadow went by And I’m opening my eyes slowly I don’t want to believe That everything is going to be the way it was Why are there games and laughs? Again disrespect and again I think to myself The higher it is- the farther is the sky The higher it is- the worse is the sin ragingbull Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/27/2009 3:47:45 PM   Yellow sad leafs are falling from the trees And north winds are blowing cold air But I do remember those hot summer nights That doesn't let me sleep at night Magic night and warm waves Were whispering nicely to us Their strange fairy tails Of far away land Sleepy sea breath of sudden love and on scheduled time Sea will call us again Winter will not cover with snow my sweet dreams In my heart I will find a warm place for them During winter days I will put them like bids on a string And walk with you once more to the sea Harvey Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/28/2009 8:13:45 AM   russ-key, good luck to you. glad I could help steer you to a good place for help. as for raging bull, he does not understand the concept of being there. bless him for trying. just as every village has their idiot, we have raging-bull. and for some unexplainable reason he has become my foil. of course now this will not fade into the archives. ragingbull Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 11/29/2009 9:25:16 AM   Have you heard about a concept called free speech, Julian? People died for it. Read up on it. It is what you deny me. ragingbull Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 12/4/2009 11:51:51 AM   Happy Birthday to your lady, Russ key. As I look at this thread, there are two poems other than mine. One of them is for Danny. There is that link, but months or years from now, that site might not work. I hope you got your poem. If I start another thread, there will probably be little response, like you did. I thought it be better if I posted them here. I sing to my lady now and then. She, in turn sings to me. She sings me American songs and those are the songs I sing to her. Often times off key, we both sing a duet together on the phone, sometimes. She sang me a couple of Russian songs, but I could not understand them. She sang this one. The tune sounded familiar. It took me a while, but I placed it as the song that was sung at the wedding before Robert DeNiro, Christopher Walken and John Savage went to war in the "Deer Hunter". They were in a neighborhood in Philadelphia. That would mean they were from a minority who originally came from the FSU. Which country, I don't know. As interesting as the movie was, it became more interesting that they went to fight the communists and was from a minority neighborhood originally from the FSU, if my conclusions are correct. This song is loved in the FSU, apparEntly. Katyusha was named for a Soviet rocket launcher in WWII. These days, hotels and cities are named after that song. KATYUSHA Translation by katya Apples and pears were blossoming Mist on the river floating On the bank Katyusha stepped out On the high steep bank Stepped out, started a song About one grey steppe eagle About her loved one Whose letters she cherished Oh song, maiden's song Fly towards the clear sun And to the warrior on a far away border Bring Katyusha's greeting May he remember this simple maiden And hear her singing May he save our motherland And love, Katyusha will save KATYUSHA Translation by katya Apples and pears were blossoming Mist on the river floating On the bank Katyusha stepped out On the high steep bank Stepped out, started a song About one grey steppe eagle About her loved one Whose letters she cherished Oh song, maiden's song Fly towards the clear sun And to the warrior on a far away border Bring Katyusha's greeting May he remember this simple maiden And hear her singing May he save our motherland And love, Katyusha will save ragingbull Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 12/7/2009 2:14:34 PM   My computer caught a virus or I would have posted the other songs that Alla sang. Now, I will not because it enfuriates someone. I only have three others that are translated anyway. I think the one below is acceptable. The three songs above and the one below were the songs of Alla Zaginayko, the woman I visited on my first trip to Ukraine. I saw the write up on her on the 2005 Ukrainian Showbiz magazine. It was in English, as well as cyrillic. She hosted a TV show in 2005 in Dnepropetrovsk, that lasted a year or less. She is a very good singer and had many hits. She also had minor roles in movies. The poems I posted are from the CD that she gave me. She was not a scammer. She never asked for money, although I stayed in her apartment instead of paying for a hotel. Partly because of that, I still was not schooled in scamming on my next trip. She did have another guy. I called an interpreter one time and it was the same another guy was using with her. I thought this was normal and I would beat the guy to Ukraine and I did. She cooked for me and made sure I was well fed. That was not true with my previous wife. I remember drinking and dancing in the evening with her in her apartment. She loved music. Other than meals and the Kiev Wax Museum, we went to a concert and two ballets. She taught me manners all over again. I had been married to a woman who gave me a hard time in everything. Because of that, I was not about to open doors for her, etc. Alla hit me on the head one time when I didn't help her off the bus. She gave me a good talking to about manners. I spent a week with her. She held my hand when we were out and took pictures with me the first few days. I don't know what made her change, but that was no longer true on our last days. I had another two days in Ukraine, and I felt our relationship was not going any further. She usually went to bed at midnight. I wanted to talk to her about our relationship. It was only ten. She insisted on going to bed. I decided to leave her that night. It hit me like a brick wall that I had fallen for her when I got to the hotel. I had fallen in love at high school my subsequent two marriages was not of love. (But they were real marriages and I did try to make them work.) Forgetting her was going to be near impossible. But, it was too late. I tried calling her many times, and she hung up on me each time. I even had the woman in Zaporozhye that I was corresponding with call her. She hung up on her too. I wrote to her thru the agency and she replied that she was very offended. Realistically, I did the right thing. The bell hop at the hotel I went to introduced me to a nice young lady and we had two nice dates. I was then determined to find someone else. There are thousands of women in many websites. I surely can find one. I had spent five years alone before that, after my divorce. My being alone will not continue. Can swans be without each other Spring be without a blossom and I without you can it be that love without a song the only happiness I have without you -the skies are not for me without you - sun doesn’t belong to me without you the blossoming will die without you the sorrow will fulfill my mind I remember your soft hands Your eyes so deep and stunning and I do swear that while I will live my dear you will be always in my songs ( or my dear you will be always on my mind) ragingbull Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 12/7/2009 2:18:20 PM   This next poem is not Ukrainian at all. It is for Natasha who is now in Italy. It was going to be a post, but I think it should be a poem. It has been on my head. I am writing it for the first time here. When does love begin? That is a hard question. Perhaps we should first ask When love ends. If it is really love, Love will not end. Now it is easier to answer When love begins. A love that does not end Also has no beginning. ragingbull Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 12/7/2009 2:21:24 PM   That was going to be part of a post. I hope it helps to understand me in how I treat or want to treat the love of my life. Driftwood Arts Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 12/7/2009 5:14:33 PM   danny 's a lier nott a pitts speshul flyer he goes to the mods and becomes a bigg cryer Rag'n'Bull Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 12/7/2009 6:56:02 PM   Ukrainian Poem: There once was a slapper from Zap Once into the bed could she 'rap'! Big tits and thin legs, a typical slag And now married to some jerk in H. Hempstead Harvey Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 12/7/2009 9:21:59 PM   C'mon you guys. Raginbull posted a romantic poem. And yet you still continue to bicker here. It just doesn't make sense. nasfan6 Member send PM   block PM add to buddies Send: 12/7/2009 9:55:57 PM   Man that Driftwood is talented at many things. 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