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An Alarm Rang Out in the Sky
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An alarm rang out in the sky
In the basement, under the missiles’ noise
The Baby’s mother collects
crumbs of biscuits from the floor.
Over there, under the “Grad” fire
An ambulance rushes to the city,
Shells fly into the house,
Hand shakes nervously.
And we still do not give up:
At the front and in every soul,
We laugh through tears and sorrow,
True, this is our engine!
We are faithful to honor and law,
All our people are behind us!
Our police shoulder straps
Protect humanity’s freedoms!
We are on guard. We cannot be broken:
No bullets, no «Grad,» nothing!
Our job is to defend the people
Without any “no” and “if”!
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Загриміли в небі тривоги
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Загриміли в небі тривоги,
В підвалі під шум від ракет
Дитині мама з підлоги
Збирає крихти від галет.
Он там під обстрілом з “граду”
Несеться в місто швидка,
Летять в оселі снаряди,
Трясеться нервово рука.
А ми таки не здаємось:
На фронті та в кожній душі,
Крізь сльози та горе сміємось,
Правда – ось наш рушій!
Ми вірні честі й закону,
За нами весь наш народ!
Поліцейські наші погони
На варті людства свобод!
Ми на стражі, нас не зламати:
Ні кулі, ні гради, ніщо!
Наша справа – народ захищати
Без будь-яких “ні” та “якщо”!
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Evening Falls on the City
Evening falls on the city –
So once loved this time:
Movies and cafes, little ones laugh –
We forgot all this at once!
And no more bright light now,
Everything becomes dark and alien,
Only in darkness is solitary prayer
Protects people from shells.
But in the dark, good only burns
A real open fire,
That helps everyone around
By candle light under the “Grad” rain.
You can’t see the beauty of make-up here,
Neither diamonds nor gold rings –
In the dark, you can eat porridge
In the circle of natives, really close ones!
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На місто опускається вечір
На місто опускається вечір –
Так колись любили цей час:
Кіно і кафе, сміх малечі –
Все це забули ми враз!
Вже немає яскравого світла,
Все темне стає та чуже,
Лиш у тьмі самотня молитва
Від снарядів людей береже.
Але в тьмі добро лиш палає
Справжнім відкритим вогнем,
Тим, що поруч усім помагає
При свічах під “градів” дощем.
Тут не видно краси макіяжу,
Алмазів, колець золотих –
У тьмі можна їсти і кашу
В колі рідних, справжніх, своїх!
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Poet’s Bio: Vitalii Naida was born in Kharkiv 1999. He graduated from Kharkiv National University of Internal Affairs in 2021, receiving a degree in Master of Laws. The same year, he started to work as an investigator at the Kharkiv District Police Department No. 2. He combines his work with social activities and creativity. He is the head of the School of Scientific Leadership of Kharkiv National University of Internal Affairs and an expert at the National Agency for Quality Assurance in Higher Education. He is the winner of several international essay competitions.
Translator’s Bio: Olena Stativka was born in Kharkiv in 1978. She graduated from Kharkiv National University, named after V. N. Karazin, with a degree in philology in 2000. She is a teacher of English Language and Literature and an interpreter. She worked in the Department of English Language of Kharkiv National University, named after G.S. Skovoroda, from 2003 to 2018. Since 2019 she has been working as the Head of the Department of Foreign Languages at Kharkiv National University of Internal Affairs. She is a candidate of Pedagogical Sciences and an Associate Professor with 46 publications, including 31 scientific and 15 educational and methodological.