Post by R.C. on Nov 30, 2005 17:16:46 GMT 3
En ole mikään runoilija ja koko elämäni aikana kirjoittamani sepitelmät voi mainiosti laskea kahden käden sormilla. Tässä on kuitenkin pari peliaiheeseeni tai ainakin vuodenaikaan sopivaa tekelettä, joihin olen jopa tyytyväinen. Ensimmäisen suunnittelin erääseen englannin portfolioon ja toinen seurasi jonkun verran myöhemmin ja noudattaa pitkälti samanlaista kaavaa. Olen pahoillani jos kieli käy lukemisenne esteeksi. Näitä on paha yrittää suomentaakaan.
~Fantasy~
If you travel far, far away,
you may find a land,
where day is night and night is day
and the seasons go hand in hand.
Can you feel a gentle touch of the wind
as the white unicorn flies?
It glides through the clouds and your mind
to high, high, up into the skies.
Smell the joy of the flowers,
jewels of the field.
Enjoy the warm, refreshing showers
your body or soul doesn't need a shield.
A phoenix rises to its wings
from the rays of the golden sun.
You can hear, how it sings,
and in its voice the clear river runs.
You can see: the darkness is coming
when the wolf of night howls.
The pale, silver moon is shining
with the sky's thousand bright souls.
It's time to leave now
and return to the world of reality.
Open your eyes, let it go,
you'll always be waited by Fantasy.
( - R.C, kirjoitettu joskus lukion tokalla lennolla Rooma-Vantaa vuonna 2002 )
¤ Snow Maiden ¤
The wild wind of winter is swirling,
and gently pinches your nose,
"Wait with joy for she is coming!"
its whispered words are those.
Minks and rabbits in the white,
and you, silver squirrel on the tree,
will she be your beautiful bride?
As she comes, we will see...
So soft and kind her greetings feels,
the purity of maiden snow,
frosty veil on her heels,
virgin's dress the soil will show.
In the midnight Moon's silvery light
like sparkling stars falling they might,
be snowflakes dancing in the night
thousand diamond's shining sight.
In her whiteness she walks on and forth,
the icicles will make her chrystal crown,
and soon in these distant lands of North
as the Queen of Ice she shall be known.
Children will build her snowy castles
of their bright laughter the Queen is fond,
And look how her magical mirror dazzles,
come dance with the angels on a frozen pond.
You may have been told:
"Lady Winter is cold.",
but in her heart so fiery and bold,
the warm feast of Christmas is hold.
Now it's a time for a noble mood,
the man's soul is all blissful and good
so silence fills the drifts of the wood,
as the children of nature are no one's food.
As the year grows old and changes to another,
blessed by the Sun who so weakly shone,
young princess Spring will follow her mother,
it's time for the Queen to leave her throne.
( - R.C. 29.11.04 )
Jos haluatte käyttää edellisiä runoja johonkin tarkoitukseen, sovittehan siitä ensin minun kanssani. Olen hyvin joustava tällaisissa jutuissa. Ilman lupaa ei saa kopioida tai levittää, ja tämä koskee tavallisesti kaikkien käyttäjien tuotoksia ellei erikseen mainita.
Eniweis, kieli on vähän kankeaa mutta mielikuvat sain suurin piirtein kohdalleen. =) Saa nähdä koska kirjoitan seuraavan kerran. Voi mennä vuosi tai viisi...
~Fantasy~
If you travel far, far away,
you may find a land,
where day is night and night is day
and the seasons go hand in hand.
Can you feel a gentle touch of the wind
as the white unicorn flies?
It glides through the clouds and your mind
to high, high, up into the skies.
Smell the joy of the flowers,
jewels of the field.
Enjoy the warm, refreshing showers
your body or soul doesn't need a shield.
A phoenix rises to its wings
from the rays of the golden sun.
You can hear, how it sings,
and in its voice the clear river runs.
You can see: the darkness is coming
when the wolf of night howls.
The pale, silver moon is shining
with the sky's thousand bright souls.
It's time to leave now
and return to the world of reality.
Open your eyes, let it go,
you'll always be waited by Fantasy.
( - R.C, kirjoitettu joskus lukion tokalla lennolla Rooma-Vantaa vuonna 2002 )
¤ Snow Maiden ¤
The wild wind of winter is swirling,
and gently pinches your nose,
"Wait with joy for she is coming!"
its whispered words are those.
Minks and rabbits in the white,
and you, silver squirrel on the tree,
will she be your beautiful bride?
As she comes, we will see...
So soft and kind her greetings feels,
the purity of maiden snow,
frosty veil on her heels,
virgin's dress the soil will show.
In the midnight Moon's silvery light
like sparkling stars falling they might,
be snowflakes dancing in the night
thousand diamond's shining sight.
In her whiteness she walks on and forth,
the icicles will make her chrystal crown,
and soon in these distant lands of North
as the Queen of Ice she shall be known.
Children will build her snowy castles
of their bright laughter the Queen is fond,
And look how her magical mirror dazzles,
come dance with the angels on a frozen pond.
You may have been told:
"Lady Winter is cold.",
but in her heart so fiery and bold,
the warm feast of Christmas is hold.
Now it's a time for a noble mood,
the man's soul is all blissful and good
so silence fills the drifts of the wood,
as the children of nature are no one's food.
As the year grows old and changes to another,
blessed by the Sun who so weakly shone,
young princess Spring will follow her mother,
it's time for the Queen to leave her throne.
( - R.C. 29.11.04 )
Jos haluatte käyttää edellisiä runoja johonkin tarkoitukseen, sovittehan siitä ensin minun kanssani. Olen hyvin joustava tällaisissa jutuissa. Ilman lupaa ei saa kopioida tai levittää, ja tämä koskee tavallisesti kaikkien käyttäjien tuotoksia ellei erikseen mainita.
Eniweis, kieli on vähän kankeaa mutta mielikuvat sain suurin piirtein kohdalleen. =) Saa nähdä koska kirjoitan seuraavan kerran. Voi mennä vuosi tai viisi...