стихи и песни, включая попытки перевода с русского на английский /Poems and songs on English, incliding attempts of Russian to English translations
Eanna Inna Balzina-Balzin / Inna Tiggi
Ианна Инна Бальзина-Бальзин / Инна Тигги
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3.VI.2016 - 22.XI.2016
Great Britain, Nottinghamshire,
Boughton, near New Ollerton - Sutton-in-Ashfield, near Mansfield
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My poems and songs on English
Some my poems on English
including some in Russian to English Translation
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* My native language is Russian
* English is a foreign and Second language for me
* I am not a professional writer, the writing is my hobby
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29.10.2015
Great Britain, Nottinghamshire
Angel
- O, Angel, lying over plenty times,
still an angel,
whom had tried
for all survive.
He knew the light and a darkness,
plenty shades,
becoming through all sins
to be a man.
Inna
Tiggi
Eanna Inna Balzina-Balzin
Angel
http://www.proza.ru/2015/10/29/1777
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14 September 2015
Great Britain, Nottinghamshire
Monkey in the Zoo
Monkeys in the ZOO discussed
what would God ... give them more food.
One Big Monkey loud shouts:
- I saw God ! I know all !!!
- O, You're Saint! Lets be Provider
For all us in a Future life !!!
- What we need to be beloved?
- Why had God created us?
The Provider Monkey, proud,
staying straight, for longer speech,
said to others plenty speeches.
Sad, be honest, would this see.
Smallest little bits, creatures,
they're alive, they live in Zoo,
Staff, when drunken, kindly gave them
balls, toys, food, before them leave.
Clouds on the sky, and the nature,
a broken doll without a leg,
a dandelion, which was as a present,
died, dry, for a duspin bin.
Inna Tiggi
Eanna Inna Balzina-Balzin
---- The original poem on Russian -----
1 октября 2014
Великобритания, Ноттингемшире
Обезьянки
Обезьяна в зоопарке,
Сидя в клетке и на палке,
Говорила всем кругом:
- Бог сказал мне - свои планы!
Как мы жить должны в нирване!
Ей товарки отвечали:
- Ты - Святая Обезьяна!
- Ты - Пророк! Веди же нас
В светлу жизнь и в тот же час!
Только клетка на замочке?
В клетке - стая, там комочки,
Обезьянчики сидят
И Богами быть хотят!
А привратник, как напьётся,
То игрушку им подбросит:
Мячик, книжку, мишку, шарик,
Куклу, просто одуванчик.
Инна Тигги
Ианна Инна Бальзина-Бальзин
Eanna Inna Balzina-Balzin
Monkey in the Zoo
http://www.proza.ru/2015/09/14/2180
http://www.proza.ru/avtor/winderrain
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19.9.2015. Great Britain, Nottinghamshire
Eanna Inna Balzina-Balzin
Dedicated to British Journalist Graham Phillips
What would be if Graham married on Ukrainian girl from Kiev
If Graham would married on that Ukrainian girl from Kiev
She would educated his son
that this is all right
to bomb properties of other people
in their own country
still plenty times
She would educated his son
that this is all right -
to kill kids and women
and pensioners
just if they are from another Ethnic
and their native language
is Russian
and not Ukrainian.
If Graham would married on that Ukrainian girl from Kiev
She would educated his daughter
from her Ukrainian Mum
to work as a prostitute,
staying on the streets of Amsterdam.
And later Graham
would walk on the streets of Amsterdam,
looking for all prostitutes here, standing around all times
He would try find his own beloved daughter here:
- O, My God. Where is she?
Where is she now?
And later,
on return back to his home,
after a work
in a war conflict zone,
He would find
his wife,
this Ukrainian girl or a woman
with
the traditional Ukrainian village manners:
Her lovers would be
in the bed with her,
all naked,
and her lover would be
hidden in the wardrobe,
and
under the bed,
and still staying in their garden.
As a British Journalist
in the war zone conflict
Graham Phillips would be
recorded:
- What his son
from this Ukrainian girl from Kiev
did in Ukraine,
as all bombed?
Graham Phillips would
recorded died kids,
and still their died mothers,
His records would be
wounded kids and women
without
parts of body, as a hand and a leg,
without a vision,
no eyes, -
all this job of his own beloved native son,
his own creation
for us all.
Graham Phillips would
as a British Journalist
recorded the life
of prostitutes
in different countries
as Ukraine, Amsterdam,
Latvia
and all others.
And suddenly, he would
see his own daughter
on the streets of Amsterdam,
staying with other prostitutes,
tried to earn own money,
the some,
as her Ukrainian Mum.
And when he would return back to home,
back from his this job,
He would see his Ukrainian wife
rounded her lovers
plenty times.
Her lovers would be
in the bed with her,
all naked,
and her lover would be
hidden in the wardrobe,
and under the bed,
and still staying in their garden.
In the small Russian village in Ukraine
trending from loud bombs,
a small girl asked her Dad:
- Say me, why they so hate us
trying to kill us all?
And her father answered to his daughter,
in a small town in Ukraine
under bombs:
- We talk all on another language,
not on English
or Ukrainian,
that is all.
Nor Americans built
our houses
