Tob і, Pol_ssya

Poyet-up_vets, Pol_ssya (Beresteyshchina) is _z. Yy I tickle a v_rshovana to a sprob bulo nadrukovano shche in 1918 rots_. Peresl_duvany at "демократичній" Polshch_ for a fate in ukra§nsky nats_onalny rus_: yoga pisannya konf_skovuvatsya, a dek_lka raz_v buv zaareshtovaniye. At chervn_ to 1941 fate buv pokinuta vimusheniye a team і small Xing, having broken through z bo¾m _z imperiously ї to a hut z otochennya. Tovarishuvav z a poruchnik of UPA _vany Galaydoyu (pseudo), yakiya zaginuv at fight z the n_metsky shelter at 1943 rots_. At drug_y polovin_ 1944 to fate on an order komanduvannya UPA _van Hm_l of proysh z fights on Zakh_d (through Slovachchina to Avstr і ї).

Tob і, Pol_ssya
Jac Dim odorous _z incensed,
The yak smelled a kv_tok Tvo§kh ga§v,
I Skladat, Batk_vshchino is lovely,
Tob_ otsy sv_y v_lniya sp_v.
Priymi of the yogi, yak gift v_d Xing,
Yak sertsya lyublyachy gift!
I go across Tvo§kh ru§na –
To Zlozhit a v_nok to Tv_y v_vtar.
At sp_v_ ts_m – the znemoga is heavy
І it is not enough in n_m heaven to beauty,
The yoga natkhnut a v_r in God
That brenk a sickle і dzv_n mow...
І shout is more cheerful over a bog –
Leb_dok, seagulls, crane;
Up_vsky rank, shcho blood spendthrift
Ozbro§v Borya і fields...
І rustle listya gold
Z a legend Tvo§kh l_s_v –
Mustache, shcho є y bulo Saint
V_d nezapam'yatny chas_v!.
Love і a v_ra – tse і l_k,
Shcho all Boulia Tvo§m good,
Shcho all about' to a ¾dn є nav_k
To you _z step і Dn_prom!
Tazh Lv_v і Holm і tsya a r_vnina –
Sukupn_st g_r, step_v, lowlands –
Qie Mati our Ukra§na
V_d Shchari y Prip'yat_ across D_n.
Priymi і p_sneyu pot_shsya
Yak of a d_ta tsv_ty povesn і,
Beauty of a nezbagnut – Pol_ssya,
It is sacred in uyav і, a yak і in sn_...
Fight, zmagays, shchob to live p_d the sun
Grow at the earth, a yak gran_t!
І all on p_vden at v_konets
Marvel, vikonuy zapov_t!.
І babble dr_muchy pine forest,
Shchob to a shvidsha virvatis z fetters,
І all tyagnis, yak hm_l to waste,
Nova of a v_drodzhuyucha shelter!
Tod_ Ti you will become a yak Gospodar
P_d sinyo-zhovty prapor sv_y,
Tob_ yours tse to porridge of a vrod
І that odv_chna Truth d_y.

Posmertne
G. T.
Ti zna¾sh, the brother, be pricked
Udvokh zustr_lis mi z you?
Qie there of m to the sister embraced
Rozloga of Prip'yat _z P_noyu...
Qie prad_d_v the earth is old,
Edge derevlyan z pol_shchukam,
Rozk_shny bottom even to Dn_pr
Sp_va є pine forests, l_sa.
Pishn_yut skr_z fallow deer kv_tok,
Shcho all to sontsya in buyn_m ritm_
Sv_y prostyagayut tsv_t, leaf,
Nemov of a prochana on molitv_...
I would not be a vmer – zapam'yatay:
Otam de Cr_sami m_nyalis,
M_y corpse ti, brother, pokhovay,
Shchob mi z did not rozstatsya by the earth!
І shchob not the bull of a sl_p
My grave in ots_y dram_:
Rub l_ter svyat_ "UPA"
Ti throw kritseyu on kam_n there.
That yak z nadpinsky dense forests і reach
Vves nar_d to virushit to fight, –
I spirit to Zlin z-p_d heaven
І I will become in a lava of zn p_d a zbra!.
Pol_ssya, 1943

Hm_l _van

Povstanska of a l_r. Lv_v. Memor_al. 1992. – 160 stor.

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