CHARMING WONDROUS FAR OFF

by marikiaTbilisi, Georgia

Dec 2012 698 Views 3 comments

CHARMING WONDROUS FAR OFF

Oh I hear voice from charming, wondrous far off,
Hear voice as if in silver morning dew.
Oh I hear voice, me road inviting beckons,
Spins my head, as on a carousel I whirl.

Oh charming, wondrous far off, I plead you not to hurt so,
I plead you not to hurt so, to hurt me not.
From pure source I head on to charming, wondrous far off,
To charming, wondrous far off I’m starting on my road.

Oh I hear voice from charming, wondrous far off
Calling me, go, see the marvels of the world,
Hear voice, and voice is asking me in stern tone –
What today I have fulfilled for morrow’s cause.

Oh charming, wondrous far off, I plead you not to hurt so,
I plead you not to hurt so, to hurt me not.
From pure source I head on to charming, wondrous far off,
To charming, wondrous far off I’m starting on my road.

Oh I promise I will get more pure and kinder
And shall gladly help my friend out of the hot.
Oh I hear voice, am rushing to it faster
On the road that bears no step I head along.

Oh charming, wondrous far off, I plead you not to hurt so,
I plead you not to hurt so, to hurt me not.
From pure source I head on to charming, wondrous far off,
To charming, wondrous far off I’m starting on my road.

Oh charming, wondrous far off, I plead you not to hurt so,
I plead you not to hurt so, to hurt me not.
From pure source I head on to charming, wondrous far off,
To charming wondrous far off I’m starting on my road.

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Posted: Dec 2012

About this poem:

This song is a quintessence of memories of childhood, spent in the Soviet Union, of the way it used to be over there in so distant past. Won’t deny: I have nostalgic memories, from time to time, which is forgivable I hope. School years, pioneer camps, joys and sorrows, dreams children dream all over the world – no difference - haven't you all dreamed about the same?!
I’ve translated from Russian the lyrics by Yu. Etnin, music is written by Ye. Krylatov, the song PREKRASNOJE DALJOKO is performed in the movie “A Visitor from Future.” You may follow the translation while listening to the song.
And thank you very much – all of you – for inspiring me. If asked what poetry is I would most certainly answer: inspiration! The process of writing is what matters – forms may be far from perfect, grammar – a real disaster, style, rhythm and rhyme just hopeless – but do they really matter?!