Vadim Garbuzov
Thoughts of a dancer
A verse on cars
When I was a little kid,
I used to drive my cars a bit.
Chevrolets Pontiacs
And very little tiny trucks.
Now Im attending school
And my car is always cool
Either Civic or Accord.
Or just very fancy Ford.
Soon Ill get a better job
As a lawyer or a cop.
With all pride and full rejoice
I will purchase new Rolls-Royce.
Vadim Garbuzov, 1996
To dads birthday 99
Happy birthday, dad!
You never have a bed.
There was a time when you and mama were lawfully wed.
When I go to Ukraine,
Im gonna experience pain.
I feel that your spirit is never gonna die.
Besides Ive only once seen you cry.
You are going bold
And you have been told:
Hey, at least you wont grow mold
Bye-bye!
And please dont cry.
Vadim Garbuzov, 9th of August, 1999
To fathers birthday 2000
Колись ми, тату, ходили в Riley Park.
Спочатку Canada була a little dark.
Ми стрибали, плавали і мали собі fun.
And now I guess the fun is already done.
I rode my bike to school and then to other places.
We went there not to sit at home.
Пердіти is a good word I used to hear a lot,
Its just like many people like doing lots of pot.
When Vadik sold a car, he usually made some money.
And now he probably thinks that stuff is just funny.
You usually did not have luck in buying or selling a car.
You get more money than selling car by far.
Another poem I will give you in time I think,
But now Im gonna go and get myself a drink.
Vadim Garbuzov, 9th of August, 2000
Merry Christmas to you, my humble family!..
Merry Christmas to you, my humble family!
I dont think this is how Christmas has to be.
We should all gather around
And announce what we have found.
We should talk about the sky.
And the wisdom filled ground.
In the church we must rejoice,
Always tells us Sister Ruth.
In the church we have no choice,
But to witness the holy truth,
In Canada we eat turkey,
In Ukraine we drink Champaign.
In America beef jerky,
In Africa food from the drain.
I hope you get what Im trying to say,
But if you still, dont you will some other day.
I will finish this tomorrow, for sure not today.
And when I do, youll be amazed what I say.
Vadim Garbuzov, 24th of December, 2000
To fathers birthday 2001
Found a job I see,
We congratulate you with our big family.
I know you feel much better and stable,
Because now youll afford to buy yourself cable!
Now its the time to learn some more,
And in a break between that visit a corner store.
You will stay in Vancouver,
Or go to New York
And maybe Hong Kong to eat some Chinese pork.
Vancouver is perfect,
You can work and relax,
Its kind of villagelike but,
Its not like you have to work with an axe.
37 years old
Its not an old age.
When you turn 40,
In the book of your life
It will be the next page.
I will try dancing,
It might work out.
But the main thing is not to do anything you doubt.
Who knows what might happen?
Iets not fortune tell.
Lets live our life and say what the Hell!
Vadim Garbuzov, August, 2001, 20092010
To fathers birthday 2002
When in life the bad situation comes,
Its payment for the good times before.
There comes the time when we realize
That good and bad even out their score.
All ups and downs in life
Make a path to our goal.
Its up to us to decide,
Which way we must fall.
My dance teacher says,
Its everything in our hands.
We have to drop all the foolishness
Or we can wait until it just ends.
Im already old enough,
To understand all those things,
But this is just a small fraction
Of all that life to us brings.
Vadim Garbuzov, August, 2002
Around us
With all the schemes around us
We mustnt fall apart.
Theres lots of things that may be
Going on inside our heart.
Its all the opposition.
We face to reach our goal.
Oh, yes! They want to get us.
They want to tear our soul.
Its nature of mankind
To think of him, himself.
We travel through the skies
Of life in our Stealth.
When we see a target,
Thats blocking our way.
Sometimes we turn invisible
And by bit fire away.
The smoke from it increases,
The life around gets weak,
And some of the beloved ones
Start choking cheek to cheek.
Vadim Garbuzov, September, 2003
Маме
Вот какая жизнь, сюрпризы за сюрпризом.
То котик убежал, то не открыли визу.
То этот поленился, то эта вновь с капризом.
То скайтрейн рядом строят, соседи злятся снизу.
Но если так подумать, куда же нам деваться?
На все закрыть глаза и по-канадски улыбаться?
Мы можем принимать всерьёз и сильно угнетаться,
А можем стоять за себя и защищаясь драться.
О, мама, ты же сильная, ты сильное звено.
Так мама, будь счастливая, знай, мне не все равно.
Будь смелою с проблемами, встречай их лоб-на-лоб.
Тогда придёт и радость как праздничный пирог.
Проблемы это тест, контрольная от бога.
Не угнетайся, мама, их в жизни будет много.
Вадим c любовью маме в День Рождения, 11 июля 2004
Останні почуття
Став слухати я рок.
Щоб стати сатаністом перший крок.
О, який для всіх це був би шок!
Впливає на мене це оточення.
Можливо, це емоційне відродження.
Бажаю волі я до знеможення.
Хочу я волі в своїх почуттях,
Звільнюю думки я у віршах,
Бо виділяюсь я в сірих рядах.
Виріс не так я, як більшість дітей:
Багато сварок, гроші, Андрей
Скільки було в нас поганих ідей
Змінююсь я, дорослим стаю,
Іншу музику вже я люблю.
Гадаю, за це не накажуть в раю.
Вмикаю я плеєр, коли вже час спати,
Набридло мені цю книжку читати.
I десь дві години рок буде грати.
Гітара гучна,
Співачка це зна,
Несе мене в сон солодкий вона.
Вадим Гарбузов, 22 серпня 2004
Dancing
Dancing is a way of life,
Dancing is contagious.
Dancing is oh such a hype,
Some would say outrageous.
Dancing is meeting a friend,
Sometimes with you forever.
Dancing is a cool new trend,
For those who can be clever.
Dancing is to open up,
To let lose all your feelings.
Dancing is to get lit up,
And jump up to the ceiling.
Dancing can be lots of fun,
So come into our world.
Imagine your lives just begun.
Let the emotions whirl.
Vadim Garbuzov, 14 March 2005
To Vikas birthday
Vika you are 20, soon 21.
There are so many things which you still havent done.
Many competitions still need to be won.
You have never held
In your hand a gun.
You never had problems from which you had to run.
Look forward to the future.
For sure you will have fun.
We met two years ago.
I came to your party.
We moved with the flow.
We then became naughtier.
Together we have been
through all these special times.
A part theyll be forever.
Of both of our great lives.
I like that, you are positive.
Youre always nice to me.
Ill hope that you will always.
Keep your sincerity.
Somehow, I know youre worried
Of how things will turn out.
Your mind shouldnt get buried.
Under the dust of doubt.
You are a special person.
You should never cry.
I dont want to hurt you.
I dont want to lie.
To me you are my darling.
You shine like the sun.
For sure now you must know,
That youre my number one.
Vadim Garbuzov, 7 August 2007
Passages
(written after Vadim by his father Boris)
General Passages and Drafts
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Old American smoking in a car. I have to quit smoking. But maybe I can keep smoking. I saw a film Smoke. Thats OK.
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Old women in the airport. Oh, my goodness! Last time I have been to the airport in 1957. Things so much changed since then!
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У нас во время конкурсов пол охраняется вышибалами, говорит Вадик и импровизирует псевдодиалог.
Куда ты идешь?
Хочу потанцевать.
Нельзя. Я работаю на секьюрити, 10 лет просидел в тюрьме, 5 долларов и ты на паркете с любым заходом.
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В машине я, Вадик, Наташа и Надя. Я везу всех к Наташе домой. Наташа недоверчиво критикует мою манеру вождения, противопоставляя мне уверенного в дороге Юру. Вадик так это пародирует. Cначала: "шш", типа как шум рации.
Yura, we are already 50 blocks away, but Boris is still not turning. Yura, we turned to 16th, but I do not think we are going to make it home tonight. Please save us. You are the only Communist I know of. We can not trust these democrats.