Реве та стогне майти Дніпер

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arhivistka at А почитаем Тараса Григорьевича на английском

Poem "The Mighty Dnieper" - T. Shevchenko's poem (tr. by John Weir)

The Mighty Dnieper
("Prychynna" / "Reve ta stohne Dnipr shyrokyi")

The mighty Dnieper roars and bellows,
The wind in anger howls and raves,
Down to the ground it bends the willows,
And mountain-high lifts up the waves.

The pale-faced moon picked out this moment
To peek out from behind a cloud,
Like a canoe upon the ocean
It first tips up, and then dips down.

The cocks don't crow to wake the morning,
There's not as yet a sound of man,
The owls in glades call out their warnings,
And ash trees creak and creak again.

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