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    Main » 2014 » April » 7 » The will
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    The will

    Заповіт

    Як умру, то поховайте

    Мене на могилі

    Серед степу широкого

    На Вкраїні милій,

    Щоб лани широкополі,

    І Дніпро, і кручі

    Було видно, було чути,

    Як реве ревучий.

    Як понесе з України

    У синєє море

    Кров ворожу... отойді я

    І лани і гори —

    Все покину, і полину

    До самого Бога

    Молитися... а до того

    Я не знаю Бога.

    Поховайте та вставайте,

    Кайдани порвіте

    І вражою злою кров’ю

    Волю окропіте.

    І мене в сем’ї великій,

    В сем’ї вольній, новій,

    Не забудьте пом’янути

    Незлим тихим словом.

    The will

    When I am dead, bury me

    In my beloved Ukraine,

    My tomb upon a grave mound high

    Among the spreading plain,

    So that the fields, the boundless steppes,

    The Dnipro's plunging shore

    My eyes could see, my ears could hear

    The mighty river roar.

    When from Ukraine

    The blood of enemies ...

    Dnipro takes Into the deep blue sea then will I leave

    These hills and green fields --

    I'll leave them all and fly away

    To God, And I'll pray ....

    But till that day I know nothing of God.

    Oh bury me, then rise ye up

    And break your heavy chains

    And water with the tyrants' blood

    The freedom you have gained.

    And in the great new family,

    The family of the free,

    With softly spoken, kindly word

    Remember also me.

    Category: Poems | Views: 786 | Added by: KINDER1309 | Rating: 0.0/0
    Total comments: 2
    1 MsByzova  
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    This poem  was ranslated by John Weir from Toronto in 1961
    Since it's not your translation you could add it in Our world column
    or in a comment under the material about Taras Shevchenko.

    2 MsSavchenko  
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    Dear KINDER 1309 creativity means your translation. Try ,it's possible to do that.
    I hope we'll see your translation. Good luck! yes

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