On a Planet Which Was Ruthlessly Tiny Dear friends! Here's my trial to translate a poem by Robert Rozhdestvensky, a poet from the USSR. Even a negative assessment is welcome.. On the planet

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On a Planet Which Was Ruthlessly Tiny Dear friends! Here's my trial to translate a poem by Robert Rozhdestvensky, a poet from the USSR. Even a negative assessment is welcome.. On the planet which was ruthlessly tiny, there lived a man and he was tiny. And he had a job which was tiny And a very tiny briefcase. And his salary was tiny. And one a sunny beautiful morning he had heard someone knocked on his window. And it seemed it was a little war. And his rifle was also tiny. And they gave him new boots, they were tiny, And his helmet was very tiny, His trenchcoat was of a tiny size. ...And when he fell down— unnaturally, unsightly, And his mouth was distorted with a battle cry, It turned out, Earth had no enough of marble to cut him out in his real great height.

17 июня 2018 г., 12:54

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Some ideas based on the Russian :)

On a Planet Which Was Ruthlessly Tiny

And once, on a beautiful morning,

A seemingly small war knocked on his window.

And one a sunny beautiful morning
he had heard someone knocked on his window.
And it seemed it was a little war.

And his rifle was also tiny.
And they gave him new boots, they were tiny,
And his helmet was very tiny,
His trenchcoat was of a tiny size.

He was given a tiny rifle,

And new boots, which were also tiny,

And a helmet, it was also tiny,

And a trenchcoat of the tiniest size.

...And when he fell down—
unnatural and unsightly,
And his mouth was distorted with a battle cry,
It turned out,
The Earth had not enough marble
to cut him out in his real/true? great height.

26 июня 2018 г.

On a Planet Which Was Ruthlessly Tiny

Dear friends! Here's my trial to translate a poem by Robert Rozhdestvensky, a poet from the USSR. Even a negative assessment is welcome..

On the planet
which was ruthlessly tiny,
there lived a man and he was tiny.
And he had a job which was tiny
And a very tiny briefcase.
And his salary was tiny.
<strike>And</strike> Then one <strike>a</strike> sunny beautiful morning
he had heard someone knock<strike>ed</strike> on his window.
And it seemed it was a little war.
And his rifle was also tiny.
And they gave him new boots. They were tiny,
And his helmet was very tiny,
His trenchcoat was <strike>of</strike> a tiny size.

...And when he fell down—
unnaturally, unsightly,
<strike>And</strike> his mouth was distorted with a battle cry.
It turned out,
The Earth had not enough <strike>of</strike> marble
to cut him out in his real great height.

17 июня 2018 г.

https://youtu.be/uzZjRIBPNQQ

23 июня 2018 г.

Yes, Katia! На Земле безжалостно маленькой жил да был человек маленький. У него была служба маленькая. И маленький очень портфель. Получал он зарплату маленькую... И однажды - прекрасным утром - постучалась к нему в окошко небольшая, казалось, война... Автомат ему выдали маленький. Сапоги ему выдали маленькие. Каску выдали маленькую и маленькую - по размерам - шинель. ...А когда он упал - некрасиво, неправильно, в атакующем крике вывернув рот, то на всей земле не хватило мрамора, чтобы вырубить парня в полный рост!

23 июня 2018 г.