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********************************************** G O O D F O R T U N E Just So Lines.... Good fortune befell me just before my second trip to the USA --- the Soviet National newspaper PRAVDA published, on May 16, 1988, excerpts from the very interesting and most important interview Senator Edward M. Kennedy had granted me by correspondence! I would like to share with you what Senator Edward M. Kennedy had to reply to my questions, and here is what he said, in part: "We must be realistic in our hopes for the future. If, at the end of this centurt our two countries are not great friends, then let us simply hope that we are at peace. International relations do not require everyone to be grat friends. But it is not inevitable that our countries will always be adversaries." And further on: -- "The United States and the Soviet Union can and must overcome their differences. We must loosen the blind grip of ideological fear and hatred. We must understand that a state of perpetual animosity is not constructive for either side. I hope that the current portents of good will and improved relations between our two countries will continue to develop. Given the awesome power of nuclear weapons to destroy the world, we no longer have a choice." FOOTNOTE: Also read the article by Igor Mikhailusenko published in DOSTOINSTVO newspaper (Moscow, Russia) in No.19(53) * 8.05 -- 14.O5 1995) about the exchange of views by corresponden with Edward M. Kennedy. ****************************************************** FIND at The Library of Congress, USA, and at The Lenin State Library, Russia IGOR MIKHAILUSENKO'S BOOK "FIVE POEMS SEEN BY THE ENGLISH QUEEN" published in English by International Writers and Artists Association, 1995. Copyright Registration No. TX 1 -- 246-333. Enjoy reading ! o O o FIND at The Library of Congress, USA, "SOUTH IDAHO PRESS" Newspaper, Burley, Idaho, Sunday, October 14, 1990 --- and e njoy reading Article by Renee Wells: "RUSSIAN POET BREAKES DOWN CULTURAL BARRIERS". Also read the Article : RUSSIAN MORMON PROMOTES MESSAGE OF PEACE", by Debby Bronson, religion editor, as published in The Herald Journal Logan, Utah -- Wednesday, October 31, 1990. ****************************************************** A LETTER PUBLISHED IN "NEW FRONTIER" Magazine of Transformation Vol.VIII.No.4 * May 1988 Dear Virato: Greetings from Moscow ! I am writing this letter in the spirit of our pleasant meeting of 1987, and the interview with me which appeared in the November 1987 edition of your excellent magazine.. I thought you would like to know that Mike Dukasis, who is running for president of your country recently wrote me: "I commend your project of promoting peace between the superpowers, and I agree with your assertion that cultural exchanges between the two countries can help the cause of peace by fostering greater understanding. Good luck with your work." Igor Mikhailusenko, Bolshaya Gruzinskaya Ulitsa, House 63, Apartment 87, Moscow 123056, Russia. ====================================== ALSO READ Igor Mikhailusenko's letter "I READ POEMS..." as published in PRAVDA on July 8th 1988. ===================================================== ************************************************** Igor Mikhailusenko's Letter to "TIME", The Weekly NEWSMAGAZINE, USA ---March 8, 1971: Brilliant Necklace Sir: Naturally, in our homes we have TV, which we often watch; and when the American astronauts were making their first unprecedented moon trip, we were looking on the screens most eagerly. And now we have learned from the press about Apollo 14 (Feb.22) and its tremendous success. We are proud of our Soviet Motherland's own great achievements in space research, but equally we are delighted by this brilliant necklace of heroic moon trips of the American astronauts. It is my desire that others should join with our two great countries in peaceful co-operation in space research to the good of man ! Igor Mikhailusenko Moscow ****************************************************** -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *************************************************** READ the following Letter by Igor Mikhailusenko published under the heading "An eloquent word about peace" with the author's photograph in "CANADIAN TRIBUNE" 7th March, 1977: "I bought a copy of the Canadian Tribune (January 31, 1977) in the kiosk in the hotel "Intourist"in Moscow and found it very interesting. Your newspaper provides English reading for me and thanks to your many informative articles I can have a clear picture of the life the Canadian people lead and about their struggles for a peaceful world. In 1958, I graduated from the Maurice Thorez Languages Institute in Moscow, and I've been in search of better knowledge about the world and its ways. I'm doing all I can for a lasting peace. I beleive that a free exchange of ideas and information can greatly contribute to peace and international friendship. I hope that my personal contacts with other countries may be expanded as it is my desire to have a broader scope, a closer tie, a deeper meaning to life on our planet in this tense but incredibly rewarding age. I lost both legs as a ten-year-old boy during the German bombing of Moscow in 1942. I know what war means by my personal experience. May there be a durable peace in the world and children of all countries will be happy ! I like having many friends. Would you kindly publish this letter so that I would be able to have many pen-friends in Canada and elsewhere in the world. For Peace and Friendship ! Igor Mikhailusenko, Bolshaya Gruzinskaya Ulitsa, House 63, Apartment 87, 123056 MOSCOW, D-56, USSR". ****************************************************** READ Igor Mikhailusenko's "MOSCOW OLYMPIC MARCH" (translated from the Russian by Miriam Morton), published with the author's photograph in "CANADIAN TRIBUNE" on September 12, 1977. READ information about Igor Mikhailusenko (and see his photograph ) in "OLYMPIC REVIEW" (Lausanne, Switzerland), No. 182 * December 1982. Find those materials at The Library of Congress, USA, or/ and at The Lenin State Library, Moscow, Russia! Read, as well, Igor Mikhailusenko's letter with his testimony published in PRAVDA Newspaper (Moscow, Russia) on March 22nd, 1979, and Igor Mikhailusenko's thoughtful article "SOVIET SURVIVAL: A MAN WITHOUT LEGS" published, in November 1977, in "LABOUR MONTHLY, A Magazine of Left Unity, founded in 1921 by R. Palme Dutt. Do not miss Igor Mikhailusenko's letter: "Message from Moscow", published in "LABOUR MONTHLY" in September 1976. NOTE BENE ! An interesting article by M. Rubantseva "HEART- BORN-SONG" about Igor Mikhailusenko's efforts for peace and his exchange of correspondence with The Lord Michael Killanin, was published in "MOSKOVSKY KOMSOMOLETS" Newspaper on July 31, 1980. ***************************************************** ==================================================== *********************************************** Things to remember... __________________________ Igor Mikhailusenko's peace letter under the heading "Student writes to British Youth" was published in "MOSCOW NEWS"on January 14, 1956. He wrote in part: "The future holds bright prospects and happiness in store for us. Bu we ought to continue our struggle for Peace, to consolidate the position of Peace ! I beleive Friendship is the guarantee of our victory, it will help us to safeguard Peace !" o O o Igor Mikhailusenko's peace letters: "DO YOU LIKE MY IDEALS, YOUNG AFRICANS?" was published in "NEW AGE"(Cape Town, the Union of South Africa) on 15.O3.1962, and "IDEAS HAVE WINGS" on June 21, 1962, and "LET ALL NATIONS DISARM" on November 22, 1962. o O o "The Dean of Canterbury's Interview to a Moscow Student" appeared in"HARIAN RAKJAT"( Djakarta, Indonesia) on June 19, 1956. o O o Igor Mikhailusenko's letter under the heading "SOME MORE PLEASE!" appeared in "SOVIET WEEKLY" (London) on March 15, 1956. ****************************************************** Igor Mikhailusenko. mailto:mig@technoserv.ru ********************************************* A Letter by Igor Mikhailusenko To Nobel Prize Committee, Drammensven Street, 19 Oslo, NORWAY: September 23, 1983, Moscow. Dear Sirs, May I give you the opportunity to see samples of my work in the name of world peace, and I beleive you will sympathize with my intention. With thanks, Yours sincerely, Igor Mikhailusenko NOTE: The above letter has been forwarded to the Nobel Committee in Oslo through the courtesy of Age B. Grutle, Cultural Secretary of AMBASSADE ROYALE DE NORVEGE in Moscow, as he stated in his letter of October 4, 1983, to Igor Mikhailusenko. ***************************************************** AUTOGRAPH IN THE BOOK __________________________________ M.S.GORBACHEV "The Years of Hard Decisions" The Selected Works. 1985-1992: "To Igor Mikhailusenko -- from the author. I wish you good health and peace of mind. 13.VII.1995. MIKHAIL GORBACHEV" ***************************************************** A N N O U N C E M E N T: Biographical reference book "FAMOUS RUSSIANS" came off the press by "Astreya", Moscow, Russia, 2000.-416 pp. Second Edition. The 2nd Edition of biographical reference volume "Famous Russians"contains the biographical and achievements data of more than 5000 Russians. They are the leaders of Russian intellectual projects; authors of po[pular books, papers, works of art etc; academicians; heads of perspective firms; biographees of well-known international dictionaries. Among the other biographies, the volume "Famous Russians"contains the biography of Mr.Igor Georgievich Mikhailusenko, translator, poet, free-lance journalist, the author of the book "FIVE POEMS SEEN BY THE ENGLISH QUEEN"(published by International Writers and Artists Association, 1995, Bluffton, Ohio, USA), which can be found at The Library of Congress, USA, and at The Lenin State Library, Moscow, Russia. Circulation 500 copies. For info mail to: nik@cea.ru ****************************************************** IGOR MIKHAILUSENKO'S lyrics, such as "Starry Meeting"(broadcast by the USSR TV, in Russian and English; published in The Magazine "Soviet Woman", 1984 - in Japanese, and published in The Weekly "OGONYOK""- in Russian) ."Shine out, just like a star, our sporting planet"(published in the newspaper "Moscow News" - in English; The Weekly "OGONYOK" - in Russian, etc) "Cosmic Tango"(published in the Magazine "New Frontier", USA : in English and Russian) -- and in The Magazine "Tyro", Canada), the poems "How Fine", "Man", "Song", "My World", "To The Stars" (published in the Magazine "Soviet Woman" - 1981, 1982), "Happiness"(published in VI and VII Anthology De Poesia Contemporanea, Portugal), "Mothers"(published in Poesia India, An International Avant-Garde Poetry Quarterly), "The Cosmic Puzzle" (published in Antology of the Poetic Movement in Sao Paulo-- Brazil), "Be A Captain"( published in "Wanderlust", An Anthology of Poems, India), "Olympic Lines"( published with the author's photograph in "Metverse Muse,"Vol.II.No.2. India), "Sport", "Coming Day" (published with the author's photograph in "Metverse Muse", Special 'Coronation' Number, Vol VIII, No.1; January, 1998, India), "Youth"( published in "POEMS 97", An Anthology, Ranch, India). "The Coming Day"(published, in Greece, in "Perigramma", Athens, Greece, 1997). "Putin and Only Putin"(published in "The Moscow Times", Saturday, March 18, 2000). ****************************************************** MARS The sandstorm blizzards whirl severely, Upon red Mars. No water there. But could we not to Mars then, really, Present some earthly flowers fair? And rainbows with the flowers together, All washed in earthly early dew, And earthly music could we not gather, In springtime born, and take that too? If not today, may be tomorrow, To Mars, by rocket, at full blast, Let some young glorious astronaut fellow Plant garden cities there at last ! Translated from the Russian by WALTER MAY (Published in "WORLD POETRY' 1997, in India. ) IGOR MIKHAILUSENKO REMEMBERS: Academician Vladimir Afanasyevich OBRUCHEV (1863 - 1956) wrote the following words to me in August 1955: "The absence of complications in the life of the people throughout the world and of attempts of any nation to try to overpower another may, if you please, be considerate to be the highest form of happiness which would permit the individual to grow and develop happily." *************************************************** P E A C E By Igor Mikhailusenko. Translated from the Russian by MIRIAM MORTON I am -- in nature. I all that lives I feel alive. In the huge boulder. In the tender blade of grass. In the wide-winged golden eagle. In the seashell. In the meadow grasshopper. In the towering cliff and its cumbrous snowcap... I am in everything. Everything is my need And it is unstingily given me. I am -- a human... One of many, many... For the survival of us all I bear responsibility, Responsibility for survival -- That the human species may never cease to be. I am -- of nature. A human. I am nature's Brow. And ours is a complex age. (Published in "WORLD MAGAZINE", Supplement of The Daily World and People's World, U.S.A. August 6, 1977) _______________________________________________________ P E A C E Lines Written in Prose (Excerpts) ... On another occasion I dreamt I was a friend of Bertrand Russell, the well-known anti-H-Bomb campaiggher and one of the greatest philosophers of the century, and that I went to see him one day and said: "Can you give me sweets?" And he said: "Well, I'm sorry, I can't give you sweets because I have none about me but one which I need as a magic bullet for my rifle. As you, probably, know, an awful monster from another planet has treacherously attacked the human race and we shall defeat the enemy!" Frightened as I was by his words, I wasn't slow in uniting with Bertrand Russell in the desire to save human beings from the monster. And I noted with satisfaction that there was no conflict of Communism or Capitalism at the moment: all were united in the face of the imminent risk of total annihilation by the outer space invader. I woke up before the battle was decided; and I never was so much disappointed in life by the continous East-West tension. Thank-you to the wise leaders, especially to Comrade Brezhnev, who have made the present detente possible! When Bertrand Russell was 90, I sent him a post-card with birthday greetings. He answered by a kind letter, saying that he "greatly appreciated them." Thus our correspondence happily started. I received several interesting letters from Russell. In his letter of 5th September 1962 to me, Russell wrote: "Nothing can justify the readiness or the willingness to incenerate human beings in their hundreds of millions." And he also wrote that he was greatly encouraged by my letter of 28 August, 1962 in which I say that war is amoral and that I would not press the button. Another afternoon when I sat in my study, watching on TV a musical comedy and felt asleep, I dreamt that I went for a stroll and met a very beautiful woman, whose skin was of chocolate colour and whose eyes shone with joy. I asked her:"What is your name, please?" And she answered with a charming smile: "I'm Africa." I awokt; and I remembered my words which appeared in the pages of "NEW AGE" (Cape Town) on 21st June 1962: "In my mind's eye I see Africa after 1000 years -- her own heroic sons reaching the stars and coming back to find the Earth the most beautiful place in the Universe where all inhabitants enjoy Peace, Freedom and Happiness. And, natrally, there is no colonialism in Africa; all Africans, young and old, are their own masters living in Prosperity!" And I was glad, indeed, when I had an opportunity to insert this forecast of mine into the pages of "FREIE WELT"(Berlin, the DDR), issue No.29, in 1971, as werll ! I dreamt that it was towards evening of the day and a low knock was heard at the door of my prison room. We, goodness gracious ! I dreamt that I was in prison, in China. "Enter", I said, "if you are a friend; if you are an enemy, I have no means of refusing your entrance". "I am,"said Mao Tse-tung, entering the room, "friend or enemy, Igor, as this interview shall make me. I want to know if China has a future?" I awoke very puzzled; but then there came to my mind the following words Dr. Hewlett Johnson wrote to me in his letter of 23rd April 1956, which were published on 2nd June 1956 in "The Peking People's Daily and broadcast on Peking Radio; he wrote: "I have travelled from end to end of the Chinese Republic and travelled there three years ago. It was after a lapse of 20 years and the change was miraculous. Women freed, sickness vigorously exterminated. A wholly new honesty from top to bottom. A new vigour for work. A great belief in their future. The land is in the hands who till it. A rapid industrialisation. A general spread of prosperity. A new hope for the children and for old age. The Chinese People's Republic has a very bright future before it, and already making its impress upon the world... I am quite sure that the Chinese people and the Russian people will come closer and closer to our British people in one united and peaceful world." I deeply deplore the present disagreements, this Sino-Soviet situatiion. I believe they will in time be resolved. (Published in "Patriot MAGAZINE"New Delhi, Sunday, September 26, 1976.) " P O E M S F R O M T H E O L D W R I T I N G - B O O K" Translated from the Russian by WALTER MAY IGOR SAYS: "AS I LOOK BACK... ETERNAL FLAME Beside the Eternal Flame our teardrops fall, No more in grief -- in honor of the brave ! Our people pass along the Kremlin Wall, And pause before the Unknown Soldier's grave. Bouquets the bring, and by him there they stand, As if he lived, as he had not died, As if their flowers he carried in his hand, And saw the stars look down on him, bright-eyed... Yes, he's alive ! For ever thus alive ! For heroes never die, they outlive war ! They teach us for our Motherland to strive, They live triumphantly for evermore. o 0 o B A N THE BOMBS ! Touch the earth with fingers gentle That's a simple thing for you: Bends toward the earth a little, Do as ungrown children do. My own childhood is not distant With its dandelions in the field, With its shell-scared forest vistas, With its grass where blood was spilled. I involuntarily remember, When the spring comes round once more -- In my heart still burns the ember -- What I suffered from the war. Touch the earth with fingers gentle, Do it simply, as a child, When along the road you travel Through this great and anxious world. Yet again is peace offended, Yet again the troops deploy. For what aims are arms intended? One more childhood to destroy? Your own childhood is not distant -- Bright o'erhead its stars still shine -- We must save the world's existence: Ban the bombs, while yet there's time ! o O o POEM OF PEACE Do not whirll above our head, Blizzard of atomic death ! Let the sky be blue instead, Let the children draw laughing breath ! So that we should peacefully go, So that the sun lights all below, So that people in life may revel, So that roses bloom a marvel, So that in merry circle twining Dancers trip around once more, We as dawn's new sun starts shining Cry together: "No ! No war ! " Putin and Only Putin It's my desire that now Putin Should rule as president in my land, Because our people all need him, And only him, you understand! Because our people all need him, A wise and powerful man is he. The Lord Himself has sent him in, In this, our twenty-first century. Let Russia once again arise, Amaze the world beneath the moon, With its heroic strength likewise, With the sweep of its proud pinions soon ! And that is what Putin could do: Regenerate Russia, raise her above, Because the folk beleive in him, too -- He stands for peace, for brotherly love ! (Translated from the Russian by WALTER MAY) "UNOFFICIAL AMBASSADOR OF PEACE" ________________________________________________ Thus Igor Mikhailusenko, a Moscow poet, the author of the lyrics to the 1980 Olympic Games song "Shine out, just like a star, our sporting planet", named himself in a letter to the English Queen Elizabeth II. In 1958 he graduated from the Maurice Thorez Foreign Languages Institute in Moscow, and in the following years travelled round a lot, and as an active member of the Movement of Peace Supporters, corresponded with Juan Antonio Samaranch, Edward M. Kennedy, and George Bush. In November 1992, Igor Georgievich sent five of his poems to Her Majesty Queen Elezabeth II. Two weeks later camt a very welcome reply to that simple warm-hearted letter: through her maid-of-honour, Queen Elizabeth II thanked the Russian poet for his verses and good wishes. A LETTER FROM US PRESIDENT GEORGE BUSH To Mr. Igor Mikhailusenko: The White House Wasington Dear Igor: Your wonderful letter of July 3 has just come to my attention. Thank you for your kind words and warm greetings. Barbara joins me in welcoming you to the United States of America. We wish you well and hope your medical treatment in Florida was successful. I want to thank you for sharing with me your views on peace. Ours is a changing world, full of hope, new technologies and, most of all, new friendships. Like you, I look forward to a peaceful future between great rival powers -- a peace full of prosperity and freedom for all peoples. The United States and the Soviet Union have begun a new relationship. It's a relationship that demands realism,but has shown real progress in a better understanding between our two nations. When we have kept to the principles of realism and strength, dialogue and engagement, we have succeeded in advancing both peace and freedom. My administration remains committed to thse tenets of international harmony. Igor, the entire Bush family wishes you full health and every happiness in the future. Sincerely, George Bush". ============================================= GOD OF WAR There's Mars himself ! In healm a-shining, And on his steed of bronze so stark. Like a hungry hawk through the heavens flying In deep impenetrable dark Upon his shoulders wings are gleaming, A red star burns upon hid breast. His angry glittering looks so streaming, A menacing sword in his mailed fist. But on this day, in some strange manner, And notwithstanding flames and smoke, The whole land sees a peaceful banner Flying above a peaceful folk. The God of War our earthly planet Protected from the evil gloom, So that bright branches should spread upon it, So that the bird-cherry tree should bloom. May 9th, 1945 Moscow Translated from the Russian By WALTER MAY ********************************** MOSCOW Igor Mikhailusenko There is nothing more lovely, of this I am sure, When I stride through your avenues, Moscow, once more, When on high blocks, as if on their shoulders, SURVIVAL A Testimony No, I'm not dead ! I'm living yet. As witness to that -- Here stands my verse And thuis blue evening sweetly set Amid the awakened Universe. These lines Which lie before you now Are part of mine, And they resound. No, I'm not dead ! I'm living yet, With a feeling of joy Spread all around ! And let that feeling of joy Of mine In the name of lasting peace go forth Pass over, many and many a time, To all those living on our Earth ! Translated from tht Russian by WALTER MAY BE A CAPTAIN... On this planet of ours far-flighted, Like some interplanetary bark, Be, O questing poet, far-sighted In these days of half-light, half-dark. Be a captain firm and fearless On the starry, stormy sea. May our sky, bright blue and tearless, As a banner of peace float free ! Translated from the Russian by WALTER MAY GENTLEMEN, THE PRESS ! ____________________________________ Bethesda Gazette Sept. 14, 1989 (USA) IGOR, POET FOR PEACE. R U S S I A N P R E A C H E S P E A C E As part of his quest for peace, Mikhailusenko has written and received letters from Senators John Glenn and Edward M. Kennedy and the late English philosopher Lord Bertrand Russell. Mikhailusenko had written Bush earlier this year to inquiry about his ideas on world peace. In his personal reply, Bush wrote last month that the two countries have begun a new relationship in which they have shown better mutual understanding; the president also wrote that he looks forward "to a peaceful future between great rival powers." <<<<<<<<< *** ****** ****** ***<<<<<<<< FROM IGOR MIKHAILUSENKO' S DIARY: ____________________________________________ "Peace is not a firebird from a fairy tale to be chased by its tail on the rocks, but an ardent and persistantly active attitude towards life. Any reasonable effort is valuable for achieving this great aim of mankind, for peace spells happiness." **************************************************** SOME MORE POEMS BY IGOR MIKHAILUSENKO: T O T H E S T A R S Translated from the Russian by WALTER MAY The quiet gleam of stars oft shines in dreams, Their flight above dawn's rosy reach. And in the birch's tender rustle there streams Some kind of vague, unearthly speech. The shining poles, with earthly mist entwined... To those far stars our trail we leave. If there the lilac snow whirls round us, blind, Our hopes it still will not deceive. There yet remains the long last lap -- We'll pass through that, and, we surmise, We'll see the borders of unearthly streams, mayhap, We'll see unearthly cities rise ! The shining poles, with earthly mist entwined... And brothers-in reason we shall find. We shall present them dew-dashed autumn flowers, And a bright rainbow washed with showers ! ***** **** **** HAPPINESS What is happiness then -- can you reply ? I have wanted for so long to know it. I have asked the golden-bearded rye. I have asked a wise, grey- headed poet. But the rye was dumb, or had not heard, Only in the wind it rustled coldly... While the poet at once passed me the word, To my question answered very boldly: Happiness that's a mountain waterfall, Happiness -- that's the white snow over all, Happiness -- that is peace, not frightful war, That's the warm wave beating on the shore... That's a magic world, packed full of dreams. That's the fragrant birth near native streams. That's the lark, which sings high in the sky. That's the fish, which in the depths glides by. That is life, to people and planets lent. That's the welcome to the Cosmos sent. Happiness - that's your "I" upon this Earth, When you have created things of worth ! Happiness, my dear friend, lies on ahead For those folk who open highways tread ! **** **** **** MAN I, like a watch, Kttp going with no hands, With Earth I turn, No efforts spare of mine. You won't succeed By mt to tell the time, Though dust of centuries on my shoulders stands... I wish to reach The heights which know no end, And namt The whole wide universe As "Dear friend !" I wish to see it, Sense of all to make, The speed of light By thought to overtake ! Such aspiration In my soul is bred. To be in motion -- Always forge ahead ! **** **** **** Igor Mikhailusenko. mailto:mig@technoserv.ru MY WORLD My world is sea and sky, And trees and grass and birds, The fragrance of baking rye, Good books, good songs, good words ! My world is people too, And orderly city streets, And lilac dashed with dew In parks which morning greets! My world, my planet free, My well-named Mother Earth, Where so much light for me, And happiness flows forth. For what Fate once unfurled I thank the stars above, For this most wonderful world, Which ever I must love ! *** **** THE COSMIC PUZZLE With earthly vistas quite incomparable, Then why does my soul feel so uncomfortable, 'Neath starry pathways undiscoverable, In their deep secrecy unfathomable ? In the Cosmos there, somewhere, mysteriously, In misty clouds which shine deliriously, In its uniquenness taken seriously, The cosmic puzzle hides imperiously. *** **** BE A CAPTAIN ... On this planet of ours far-flighted, Like some interplanetary bark, Be, O questing poet, far-sighted In these days of halh-light, halh-dark. Be a captain firm and fearless On the starry, stormy sea. May our sky, bright blue and tearless, As a banner of peace float free ! *** **** COSMIC TANGO Theme Song for Pop Stars On a quiet night, unearthly Over Saturn -- first time thus -- Two young beings danced the tango, Thinking tenderly of us... Two young beings danced the tango, Danced away outside our Earth, And to distant cosmic vistas Rocket ships sailed peaceful forth. Two young beings danced the tango -- Saturn gave that pair a ring, Cupid aimed straight at their hearts then, In that interplanet Spring ! On a quiet night, unearthly, Ships went soaring to some star, And the nebula Andromeda Beckoned to them from afar... Two young beings danced the tango There, where not a birch tree gleams, And they saw our earthly copses, In their starry world of dreams. Two young beings danced the tango, And they dreamed, one short sweet space, Native nightingales a- trilling, And the Earth's most lovely face ! *** **** MEN ON OTHER PLANETS A Galaxy Song Somewhere whirls in the cosmos a planet Somewhere brothers-in-intellect wait, And to them in a speed-of-light rocket Soon a new cosmic route we'll create. CHORUS: Not in vain the moon shines into garrets, And our dreams alluringly inspires -- Men on other planets, Men on other planets, Born of earthly visions and desires. In each flight there is daring and danger, Without risk no new victory is won, But to some distant planet, some stranger, With our warm earthly greetings we'll come. CHORUS. And we'll see the new heavens a-spinning, And new cloud-sails not known on this earth, And a bright interplanetary springtime, Which in somebody's eyes will shine forth. CHORUS. *** **** WALTZ OF LOVE Someone's singing a song O'er the river's pale blue, As if all of her youth She would give. I remember the first Of my meetings with you. In that song it is you, 'Tis you I perceive. Refrain: The Milky Way with radiance Is a-gleamer, And tear-drops, like the stars, Bedew our eyes, Just as they did Repeat these In that departed summer, last When Fate then introduced us, four By surprise ! lines. Someone's singing a song O'er the river's pale blue, And it flies to the skies, To the hight ! I remember the first Of my meetings with you, And my heart is so light, So light, and so bright ! Refrain. *** **** THE DEAREST GLOBE In the light of the fading and dying moon, By wraiths of mist-clouds overspread, I dreamed in an unearthly swoon -- I dreamed of unearthly space ahead... But my whole heart for the Earth then yearned, For this ancient sphere, for ever near, And in that moment with love I burned -- No other globe could be so dear ! MY HAPPINESS -- THAT RUS ! I merely have to think of home -- And somehow my heart saddens thus... In bitter-sweet langour, to the bone Of you I shall take care, O Rus ! There, beyond ocean waves afar All kinds of distant roads I've trod, Strode through distant lands, no bar, Only Happiness have not yet got... Clearly Happiness waits in sight. Clearly Happiness - That is Rus ! I look down from the mountain height, And it's for you I am praying thus ! Let me fly off at earliest morn, To some far distant borders again. Still more near and dear, I have sworn, Is my native land, that's plain !.. Across the sea, I too was a guest -- Many the roads which there I trod, Strode along many lands, no rest, And at last back home I have got. When I think of my native land, Then with all my soul I desire That in Spring, world thunder at hand, Russia should blossom out entire ! 7th March, 2000 Moscow SONG ABOUT HAPPINESS Translated from the Russian by WALTER MAY Fate always urges me forth on my way; I've nought to do with threatened loads. The merry wind sings for me today, And Spring herself gives me her odes ! Fate always urges me forth on my way; To Fate I'm grateful for each success. I always am certain before, let me say, That obstacles do not make my life less ! The distance towards itself calls me so, And new things I meet with pure delight. And having cast off depression and woe, In my dreams I see such Happiness bright ! Fate always urges me forth on my way, And grants me as my companion a star. The merry wind sings to me this day, And tells me -- Happiness waits afar ! 5th March, 2000 Moscow A PIECE OF ADVICE An article by Igor Mikhailusenko, published in the Magazine "PUBLISHED !", August, 1986, Vol.2 No.8 (which appeared in Sylmar, CA 91342 - USA): A PIECE OF ADVICE Since childhood I have always had a great love for nature. When I was 14, I spent my summer holidays at a Pioneer Camp near Moscow. The war had already rumbled away. Everything around was near and dear and had been fought for -- every tree and bush, every blade of grass, every forest bird. I observed nature and made notes. Once I was bold enough to send a few little stories about nature to Mikhail Mikhailovich Prishvin, the eminent Russian writer. I was very excited. Here is what Prishvin wrote to me: "24th August 1949. Dear Igor ! Only now I have come to your stories... In these verses in prose there are many mistakes of every kind, but basically I found there something good. I understand that fine, just, and sincere acceptance of nature, in the presence of a feeling for nature. At the beginning I too wrote like that; and as you see, after long experience and hard work I have achieved something. I strongly advice you to preserv that feeling for nature; and do not let it run to waste, but find your way slowly, and don't rush into print. You need to become a cultured writer. That means to widen your horizons and all your knjwledge by further education, to be as far as possible more independent and modern. By the way, I don't want to put you off, and if you succeed in writing something well, then why not get it printed ? But you must remember that publication is not the main thing. The main thing for you to know is what humanity has done before you, so that later you may hasten to add something of your own, though it be only a nail, one little nail, but still your own, and useful to all humanity. Keep well ! Mikhail Prishvin." The writer sent me as a keepsake his book of selected works, with the wish that I might find a beloved activity for my whole life. In 1958 I graduated from the Maurice Thorez Foreign Languages Institute in Moscow and in May 1959 started to work for Intourist. But I mainly had technical texts to translate and this did not inspire me ! So I moved on through various jobs for some years: Vneshtorgizdat (Foreign Trade Publishers), Novosti press agency, back to Intourist, and then to the State Copyright Agency. As I look back, I remember my acquaintance with the academician V.A.Obruchev, noted geographer, geologist and explorer, who at the turn of the century had visited China, Mongolia, Siberia and Central Asia. He not only wrote many scientific books, but also fascinating sci-fi stories, which were much enjoyed by the young people. He had pen- friendships with them all over the Soviet Union on the basis of these stories. I wrote him my first letter when he was already 84. I wanted to give him my impressions of SANNIKOV LAND which had strongly affected me. He answered immediately, and we thus became pen- friends for many years, until his death at the age of 93 in 1956. He was my first "teacher of life", and I was pleased, when on August 5, 1972, my reminiscences of him appeared in the Soviet national daily PRAVDA under the heading, "What is Happiness?" Obruchev wrote the following to me in his letter of August 23, 1950, and I want to share it with you: "As far as the future is concerned, I may say that your occupation with literature won't run away from you; its time will come still, and you need to get to know life and people fully, and to store up impressions."-- I.M. (Editors's Note: Igor Mikhailusenko, the Soviet poet and author of the lyrics to the Olympic song, "Shine out, just like a star, our sporting planet", has been awarded the Badge of Honour of the Moscow Peace Committee for his active work in the promotion of peace, 1982.) FOR THE OLYMPIC GAMES 1980 __________________________________________ S H I N E O U T J U S T L I K E A S T A R , O U R S P O R T I N G P L A N E T ! Words by Igor Mikhailusenko Music by Lyudmila Lyadova Shine out, just a star, our sporting planet, And rustle like a wakened leafy glade. My Moscow's well-arrayed, rose garlands span it, A hundred differing voices one great song have made. REFRAIN: If each hurdle you would take, If each event a victory make, If you'd live both glad and free, Then a good sportsman you must be ! Shine out, just like a star, our sporting planet, Surge onward, like a river to the sea. All sportsmen have one dream, and sport began it, -- A dream of peace in this our twentieth century. REFRAIN. Shine out, just like a star, our sporting planet, Blaze like the Olympic flame 'neath Moscow skies, And may the torch of peace, as breezes fan it, Pass on, from hand to hand, throughout the world likewise. REFRAIN. Translated from the Russian by WALTER MAY. Published with Music in "MOSCOW NEWS" weekly, No.42, 1979. |
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