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''Пусть,
оскалясь короной,
вздымает британский лев вой.
Коммуне не быть покоренной.''
''Есть ли наших золот небесней?
Нас ли сжалит пули оса?''
''Дней бык пег.
Медленна лет арба.
Наш бог бег.
Сердце наш барабан.''
Those poems are gonna make me crazy!
I woud appreciate some help!
:puzzled:
Thank you!
Do you want to know what it is about or do you need a good translation? The latter is not easy. The language is very poetic :) Who is the author by the way?
Зачем ты это читаешь :?:
Чтобы переводить стихотворения, нужно быть специалистом высшего класса, а я могла бы лишь объяснить значения некоторых слов и фраз :roll:
I will give it a try...
Let the British lion to raise his howl while baring his crown's teeth
The Commune will not be conquered.
Are there Golds more heavenly than ours?
Will we be stung by a bullet's wasp?
The bull of the days is skewbald.
The carriage of the years is slow.
Running is our God.
Our heart is our drum.
Aahh ! That's exacly what I wanted! Thank you very much!Quote:
Originally Posted by MikeM
By the way, the author is Vladimir Mayakoski:
http://www.marxists.org/glossary/peo...y-vladimir.jpg
You are welcome! That's my first attempt at translating poetry :roll:Quote:
Originally Posted by wilco000
The first fragment is from "Левый марш" (the most famous quotation from it is "Ваше слово, товарищ маузер"...). The second and the third are from "Наш марш". I've never liked Mayakovski at school but after re-reading it yesterday, I rediscovered it! Strong!!! 8) 8) 8)