Trailblazers

DISCLAIMER: i always liked this song, but while acknowledging certain elements of Soviet society's foundations and aims, have nevertheless been its overall staunch opponent. Hence, i did not want to translate this piece as a 'Komsomol' song, because neither do i see it as an endorsement of the youth organization of Soviet Communist Party, nor do i think the author meant it in such way either. Rather, i take the song to speak of explorers, pioneers, innovators, trailblazers in broad sense. hence, the latter term made into my English version's title. i sincerely hope the author will excuse this liberty of mine, especially given my brief experience of being in touch with him years ago.


light licks the walls and stills in windows' glass
into the sunshowers' mist and fall's wet rains
and for clean hearts in fall triumph awaits
Like Sun awaits for when the snowdrop wakes
those seeing fire through the smoke
and sky in midst of darkness

so thank you for the bread
and thank you for the salt
and for the home and comfort of snow white beds
we thank you for the mind, the conscience and the pride
for land of free and home of the brave

and hearts will loudly beat in storms
and storms will loudly beat in hearts
and in the storm a bird will beat its wings
and in its beak it'll bring some earth from depths to heaven
of those who saw star in the night
and in the snow found summer

and hands don't shake and eyes are sure and steady
the birdwings' loyalty leads further North
and greenness of the larches heals heart's madness
amid the snow bringing us its warmth
those seeing fire through the smoke
and sky in midst of darkness


Рома ВПР, "Комсомольская"

Свет лижет стены, застывая в стеклах
В туман грибных дождей и в осень мокрых
И в осень сердцем чистых ждет победа
Как солнце первых листьев из-под снега
Сквозь дым увидевших огонь
Сквозь ночь узревших небо

Спасибо вам за хлеб
Спасибо вам за соль
Спасибо вам за кров, Уют постелей белых
Спасибо вам за ум, За совесть и за честь
Спасибо за отчизну Смелых

И бойко будет биться в бурю сердце
И бойко будет биться в сердцу буря
И будет будет биться в бурю птица
И в клюве принесет земли со дна на небо
Сквозь ночь увидевших звезду
В снегу нашедших лето

И руки не дрожат и глаз уверен
И верность птичьих крыл а дальше север
И оймяконской листвинницы зелень
Среди снегов шальное сердце греет
Сквозь дым увидевших огонь
Сквозь ночь узревших небо