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kshkСлушайте, неужели никто, кроме меня, не разучивал в школе "Орленка" по-английски?! Яндекс молчит, а основная часть замечательного текста истерлась из памяти... Начало вот помню.
Oh eaglet, young eagle, above the sun flying,
you looks at the land up on high.
Around in the fields all my comrades are lieing,
and I, only I, didn't die.
И что-то еще про shine coat в значении "блесни опереньем".
Oh eaglet, young eagle, above the sun flying,
you looks at the land up on high.
Around in the fields all my comrades are lieing,
and I, only I, didn't die.
И что-то еще про shine coat в значении "блесни опереньем".
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Date: 2007-11-12 12:59 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-12 01:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-13 12:14 am (UTC)Resin shines on the wood like a tear,
An accordeon sings about love,
And your eyes and your smile reappear.
Bushes whispered about you to me,
In these snow fields near Moscow, near home...
Oh, my love, if it only could be,
If you heard me here singing alone.
You are far, far away at this hour.
Snows between us and winter hard breath.
To rejoin you is not in my power,
Though just four steps divide me from death.
Sing, accordeon, scorning the storm,
Call back joy, drive off sorrow and doubt.
It the cold of the dogout I am warm
Of the fire of our love won't go out.
Второй вариант:
The fire beats in the tiny hearth,
On the logs, resin drips like a tear.
An accordion, in the blindage, sings to me
About you, your smile, and eyes.
The trees have whispered of you to me,
In the snow-white plains of Moscow,
I want you to hear just how much longs
For you, my living voice.
You are now very far, very far,
Between us is snow and more snow
To reach you - the journey's so long,
But to death, only four steps.
Sing, harmonica, in spite of the blizzard.
And call for lost happiness.
I'm warm in this cold blindage,
From my everlasting love.
И еще вариант практически не помню, причем именно его мы и пели:
In my dugout the брейзис (?) bright glow
on each log shows (?) an amber like tear
An accordion now sing soft (?) and low
to your eyes and you sweet smile, my dear
in the plains near Moscow we lay
and each шраг (куст?) whispered gently my dear
this sad love song i'm singing today
this sad love song i wish you could hear
А вообще пели и землянку, и орленка, бухенвальдский набат (men stand up and listen, stand and listen, you will hear loud and clear, a dread and monfull nell. Buhenvald gives warning to the planet, with its talking bell, with its talking bell...), много песен. Я училась в английской спецшколе, или, как это называлось, "с преподаванием ряда предметов на английском языке". И у нас регулярно проходили конкурсы патриотических песен на английском между классами. Жаль, тетрадка с текстами не сохранилась.
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Date: 2007-11-12 01:12 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-12 01:23 pm (UTC)He drew for you, wrote for you, too,
just to make clear, what he drew.
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Date: 2007-11-12 02:15 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-12 05:02 pm (UTC)А от слова "Игель" меня всегда бросает в нервное хихикание, потому что "ежик".
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Date: 2007-11-12 07:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-12 08:08 pm (UTC)интересно, насколько оно употребительно или просто по парадигме, может быть, образовано
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Date: 2007-11-12 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-12 11:28 pm (UTC)Enemies thrown off the hill by a rattling grenade?
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Date: 2007-11-12 11:29 pm (UTC)yaschik
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Date: 2007-11-13 05:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-11-13 05:20 pm (UTC)You let at the home, you must fly
Than say to my mother, the enemies never
Made eaglet a coward, I`ll die.
Oh eaglet, young eagle you sow grenades falling
The soldiers run back, are they burst.
“Young eaglet” the Red Army men always call`d me
“ The eagle” the enemy cursed.
Oh eaglet, young eagle
I don`t want to think about deas dark and ice cold
No boy at sixteen wants to die.
Прошу прощения за ошибки, писала по памяти. Дальше помню плохо.
"Солнечный круг" нужен?
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Date: 2007-11-14 09:00 am (UTC)Спасибо. Давайте "Круг", угу.
Вообще восхитительный бред, конечно.
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Date: 2007-11-14 05:58 pm (UTC)Peace is the dream of the people
Hurts old and young
Never have done
Dark clouds must not hide the sun
Soldiers’ let stay,
Hear what we say
War will make all of us losers
Peace is your prize
Millions of eyes anxiously look at the skies.
Don`t with all war,
We want no more
People stand up for your children
Hurts old and young (?)
Peace must be won
Dark clouds must not hide the sun.
R: May the always be sun shine!
May the always be blue skies!
May the always be Mammy!
May the always be me!
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Date: 2007-11-14 06:07 pm (UTC)Our country is a land of glee
Many are its rivers, forests, cities,
Where a man is happy, proud and free.
(Широка страна моя родная...)
Почему-то в школе все это безумно нравилось...