And I forgot the other lands.
And now, she is mine forever.
And now, she is mine for life.
Ive seen many countries,
But like mine have never.
I am hers forever,
She is mine for life.
WHEN WE ARE TOGETHER
Our hearts are beating in the very same tunes.
Women of India, and women of Soviets
Do their best for the happiest news.
Sometime we are singing,
Sometimes we are talking,
Sometimes we are dancing at our noons.
Women of India, and women of Soviets
Do their best to escape their untunes
We are together for dreaming and thinking,
We are together for the best, if you please.
Women of India, and women of Soviets
Do their best for friendship and peace
When we are together at our forums,
It seems, we are having the magical wings.
Women of India, and women of Soviets
Flourish for ages like flowers and streams.
INDIA
India is nice in the morning,
Аt noon and at night.
Because this land is so bright,
Because this land is full of yearning.
Because its yours and ours too,
Because we are friends, and thatll do.
So flourish for ages the land of beauty,
The land of the sun and the sky.
And may there be always your dearest duty
To live for your darling and die.
India is nice in the morning,
At noon and at night.
Be always bright, be always yearning
Take our love, its very right.
December, 1972
Старик, Индия. 2018 г. Бумага, тушь, перо
WOMEN OF INDIA
Women of India are bright as a light.
Women of India are the countries treasure.
You will never find in their charm measure.
When they are sing its the greatest pleasure.
When they are dancing its a real leisure.
If sing with them you have a chance,
You fall in love at once.
Women decorate the Emerald Land.
Play the first violin in the countrys band.
Women are fighting for peace in the world.
Their hearts are the very gold.
So live dateless!
Flourish for ages!
Be as you are for life!
Be a good sister,
Be a good mother,
Be a good wife!
Индийская женщина. 2018 г. Бумага, тушь, перо
CHILDREN
Sometimes nice,
Sometime very naughty,
Sometimes haughty,
But always tender.
Try to guess.
It is childrens gender, yes!
They are children real, with noise.
Our joy, our everyday poise
MY FIRST MARKET
So many things, I am too lost.
I see, in my head there is nothing, but mixture.
What shall I do? I am crying my SOS!
And the people are here: Whats the matter?
Soon half the market is just in my sack.
I am happily smiling standing near.
My market is over, I go home back.
AT EARLY DAWN
Nature awakes full unforgettable charms.
The air is fresh, and flying through the soul darkly.
You fill harmony, you are in her arms.
At early dawn, you are just like an enchantress
Ruling over a fairly pond.
That is because India is one of the countries,
Where nature touched you with its magic wand.
DIWALI
Diwali is the day of hearings.
Diwali is the day of meetings.
And welcome hearty greetings.
Diwali is the day of light.
Diwali is so bright.
Diwali, and the people are friends.
Diwali is for ladies and gents.
Diwali is for every baby.
Diwali is for big and small.
Diwali is a hymn, may be,
A hymn of goodness for all.
If it is a hymn, it is a hymn of lightness
Without demons, without wars.
Diwali, you are full of brightness,
It is peace, and nothing more.
* Diwali is one of the most popular festivals of Hinduism, it spiritually signifies the victory of light over darkness, good over evil, knowledge over ignorance, and hope over despair (Wikipedia)
BHILAIS MORNING
Cycles, and cycles, and cycles
Early in the morning.
Its time Bhilais people
To the plant are going.
They smile, they sign, they hurry,
The plant is their dearest baby.
They wish it to be the strongest
And the leading in the country, may be.
They know the plants people treasure.
They need it for life and freedom.
And they spare no pains
Here in Bhilais kingdom.
They do it for the countys glory
For smiles, for songs, for yearnings
That is why there are so many cycles In the mornings
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Издательство: AAS.Ltd. Москва
Редактор-корректор: А. Теркель
Верстка и дизайн: AAS.Ltd. Москва
Иллюстрации: А. Семенов
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А. Семенов, М. Семенов
Москва, Лондон, 2018