Ohto varria; Enough Heat

Here is one of my verses in Ingrian and English with my drawing.

 Hic es nimis calido.
Aestate pote ir ad ibi,
ubi pipere cresce.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-09-10

 

Why Am I Sad, Cur triste sum

Why Am I Sad

Why am I sad?
Why can't I do anything?
Fate has stuffed me with ideas,
But has forgotten to give me
The resources.
Now, I walk and blame myself.
How happy would I be
If I thought less and I could do
More.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-03-28

 

Cur triste sum
 

Cur triste sum.
Cur nihil facere possum.
Fato habet farcito me
cum ideas sed oblitterābat
dare ad me facultates.
Nunc ambulo et vituperō me.
Quam felice mi esseream
si cogito minus
et possum facere
plus.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-03-28

 

My Guitar; Cithara meo

 My Guitar

My guitar sounds sad
While being without you.
It has lost a sense
Of sweet love.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-02-01

Cithara meo

Cithara meo sona triste
cum re es sine te.
Id ha perdito sensu
de amore dulce.
© Yelling Rosa
2024-02-01

It Is Impossible; Isto es impossibile

 

It Is Impossible

Every human being wants to be
free, but it is impossible.
If the leaf falls from the tree
it turns yellow.
© Yelling Rosa
29/7 –21

 

Isto es impossibile (Latino Sine Flexione)

Omni homine spera esse
libera sed isto es impossibile.
Si folio resolve ab arbore,
id flavesce.
© Yelling Rosa
29/7 -21

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