Paige-dog Bitch by Natali. Voly translate into english

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author  :natali.voly
ID 21187
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In  country  dump  of  garbage,  trash    and  smash  .
The  wild  covey  of  hungry  dogsmanages  here  .
Heavy  life  is  in  those,  whoever  refugedoes  not  have.
Five  puppies  here  a  lame  bitch  bore  in  spring,  but  big  rains  went  and  a  flood  scuppered  all  of  them.
Oh  ,If  you  (can)  saw  those  tearless  sad  doggyeyes!..
After  each  other  days  are  empty...
On  a  month  howled  for  the  night  looking.
Licked  warm  milk,  that  from  the  nipples  of  her  pain  yetand  until  now  flowed  sometimes.
There  was  not  already  force  on  other.
 When  sense  is  lost  -  lifeslowly  with  every  day  goes  out.
Here  around  only  garbage,  only  fuking  trash  !  
Nothing  holds  in  this  world...  
...In  this  day    on  death  a  bitch  expected  morning  sunsetquietly,  when  garbage-collectors  went  at  midday  -  she    felt  trouble.
Pulled  at  air  by  nose...  Did  not  know  where,  and  that  to  search,  but  the  cold  breathing  of  evil  stopped  her  awaiting  deaths.
She  is  stand  up.
   Went  there,  where  covey  all  feasted,  where  aperceptible  center  of  trouble  was,  the  same  that  puppies  of  visor.
She  is  came.  Covey  here  searches  foods  skilfully,  smartly.
There  is  scraps  of  thick  people  (That  fat  people  did  not  milk)  ,  on  that  already  other  has  a  right.  And  she  to  the  soba  tears  bales.  Аnd  suddenly...  Heaves  up...  Umbilical  cord!
Did  the  soft  fall  out  something,  living  is  a  new-born  child?!  She    is  disbelieved  the  eyes.
Human  creation...  Who  and  to  have,  that  a  bale  with  garbagedid  prepare  to  the  baby?!.
Here,  it  is  moved...  See  -  such  little,  sickly,  blue...
Licked  in  the  nose  of  him  :  "Live!    this  bitch  will  notabandon  you  ".
And  the  dog  covey  of  here,  already  goes  mad,  surrounded.  As  will  catch  a  crow  -  hungry  dogs  will  tear.
Call  from  a  rear...  But,  and  a  bitch,  as  though  a  wolf,  showedone's  teeth,  growls,  frightens.
Her  character,  then  not  silk,  everybody  remembers  already  about  it.
Now  for  the  sake  of  kid  she  is  ready  to  accept  battle.  Yet  inplenty  for  her  milk.  He  will  have  the  real  mother!  Yes,  againstall  she  one,    does  choke  from  hydrophobia:  "Who  is  first?!  It  is  my  puppy!  Who  will  touch  -  will  tear  at  once"!
All  despair,  pain  of  closing  dates  of  the  empty  existence  and  actual  maternal  anger  tried  to  inlay  in  growling.  To  the  that"bitch"  that  gave  life,  such  did  
not  dream  -  how  to  have  the  defenceless  child  from  all  must  protect.
 If  needed  -  to  go  to  the  fight,  by  teeth  to  tear  a  throat,  lived  to  death  in  the  whirlwind  of  events  while  there  will  be  strongforces.  A  feral  covey  did  not  go  out  into  an  offensive.  Let  tothe  soba  a  savage  will  leave  food  found  that  today  and  fell  outfrom  to  the  bale.  It  is  not  not  enough  to  happen  to  trouble  in  this  day,  all  was  folded  on  the  best.  Dogs  dispersed  in  variousdirections.
Reached  to  the  bitch  that  heavier  in  all  -  from  earth  to  heave  up  baby,  barely  breathful,  sickly.  Moved  away  dry  branches.  Took  in  a  mouth  quite  naked.  Listened  the  hot  tongue  living  creation,  as  a  heart  fights  ,  pulsates  gladly:  there  "Is  arescue"!  As  if  treasure  obtained  a  that  child  -  strong  nut  is  will  live!
Baby's  dummies  for  a  bitch,  it  is  life,  they  are  yet  poured  milk.  She  went  not  at  random,  chose  a  way  uninhabited,  quiet.  Carried  in  jaws  a  puppy  that  is  selected  in  troubles.  A  little  rather  from  here,  from  trouble,  in  green  wood,  where  waterfallsare,  from  trashbabylone(  trashcoalition),  water,  feral  and  human  covey.
...Maybe,  so  there  would  be  it  -  somewhere  Maugly  wouldgrow  in-field,  but  life,  it  is  the  not  cinema,  laws  other  in  divinehighsky.  The  domestic  pair  of  far,  that  on  a  machine  passed,  saw  that  kid  and  bitch,  that  held  him.
Therefore,  stopped,  suited  and  offered  hand  to  the  beast.  Presumably,  it  angels    were,  that  cause  a  supertrust.  Frightfulpicture  for  hearts,  but  they  both  took  away,  and  it  the  happy  was  end.  I  will  not  say,  that  will  be  farther.  Because  nothing  I  do  not  know  that,  so      invent  will  not  .  But  from  a  heartjudge  it  callous  that  rubbish.  On  it  do  I  have  a  right?  Yes!  I  do  not  acknowledge  a  man  that  "bitch",  that  in  a  garbage  tank  threw  in  the  ACTIVE  child!
ID:  654856
26.03.2016  22:12:28
author:  natali.voly

адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=726217
Рубрика: Поетичні переклади
дата надходження 29.03.2017
автор: dominic