OH, ODESSA!
Years fly and my love
Always stays in my heart,
Floats with me.
You invite as before,
You cosset even more
Odessa my home.
Anywhere I go I can hear your voice
Your waves ring like the bell
Your trees tales tell
Not in vain you call again
In my heart you will remain
In my heart you will remain.
Oh, Odessa my love, darling city, yes!
Without you I won't live really, I confess
And my soul won't be young
And I wouldn't sing the songs,
And I wouldn't sing the songs.
The Black Sea sings at night
Sweet dreams watch odessites
Seagulls and Sun.
Always young sings the songs,
Always bright brings along
Courage and fun.
Yes, Odessa my love, city jokes and joy
Without you I won't live and will be annoyed
And my soul won't be young
And I wouldn't sing the songs,
And I wouldn't sing the songs.
This work has a most melodious lyrical smack to it, and i'm likin' it fine...Do you write music? Yes? Go 4 it...Oh, you don't...? ......................................LEARN! lol! Solid workmanship ~FjR~
Very much reminscent of an ode this poem gently moves like a song. Well written.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice poem I recommend to read some poem of Corneille you can deduct about Corneille situation this poem from act 1 scene 1 (je suis Romaine hélas puisqu'Horace est Romain (Horace je her lover) she is from Albe and the is a war between albe and Rome) I can't forget this poem I learn it at school when I was 14nyears old.