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Autumn in Kiev...

Kiev Autumn now!

We have great Shevchenko park. Here a lot of couples walking, and spend romantic time.

Tara’s Shevchenko Ukrainian writer, she had big collections of romantic poems where he wrote about big love.

Fate

You did not play me false, 0 Fate,

You were a brother, closest friend

To this poor wretch. You took my hand

When I was still a little tot

And walked me to the deacons school

To gather knowledge from the sot.

“My boy, just study hard”, you said,

And you will be somebody in time!

I listened, studied, forged ahead,

Got educated. But you lied.

What am I now? But never mind!

We’ve walked the straight path, you and I,

We have not cheated, compromised

Or lived the very slightest lie.

So let’s march on, dear fate of mine!!!!

My humble, truthful, faithful friend!

Keep marching on: there glory lies;

March forward- that’s my testament.

 

Taras Shevchenko

Translated by John Weir

In Kiev Autumn now!

We have great Shevchenko park. Here a lot of couples walking, and spend romantic time.

Tara’s Shevchenko Ukrainian writer, she had big collections of romantic poems where he wrote about big love.

Fate

You did not play me false, 0 Fate,

You were a brother, closest friend

To this poor wretch. You took my hand

When I was still a little tot

And walked me to the deacons school

To gather knowledge from the sot.

“My boy, just study hard”, you said,

And you will be somebody in time!

I listened, studied, forged ahead,

Got educated. But you lied.

What am I now? But never mind!

We’ve walked the straight path, you and I,

We have not cheated, compromised

Or lived the very slightest lie.

So let’s march on, dear fate of mine!!!!

My humble, truthful, faithful friend!

Keep marching on: there glory lies;

March forward- that’s my testament.

 

Taras Shevchenko

Translated by John Weir

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