perjantai 11. kesäkuuta 2021

En tiggare och arbetslös jag; An Unemployed Me

 

Steg fyller gatorna

En tiggare tittar på mig.
Och han säger, ge mig pengar.
Vilka pengar ska jag ge till dig.
Jag är en fattig kyrkråtta
”Jävlas du med mig?”
mannen frågar trotsigt.
”Jag har inte börjat än…
så se upp med din hatt
var dina pengar är”,
svarade jag
och gick
bort.
© Yelling Rosa
021120


Steps fill the street. 

A beggar is looking at me.
And he says, ’give me money.
What money should I give you?
I’m a poor church rat.
  ”Are you fucking with me”?
The man asks defiantly.
”I have not started yet …
so watch out for your hat
where your money is ”,
I replied and went away.
© Yelling Rosa
021120

 

tiistai 1. kesäkuuta 2021

Karjalan kielen livvin murteen sanakirja

 

Suomi-Karjala- sanakirja

Hain perjantaina (28.05.21) postiautomaatista Suomi-Karjala-sanakirjan. Karjalan kielen kielioppia en ole vielä saanut, vaikka tilasin sen pari viikkoa aiemmin kuin sanakirjan Karjalan Sivistysseuralta. Pelkän sanakirjan ja internetin avulla yritin sitten kirjoittaa karjalaksi, mutta virheitä alla olevassa värssyssäni on. Tässä vaiheessa virheellisyyden aistii, mutta minulla ole virheiden korjaamiseen tarvittavaa tietotaitoa. 

Sitten värssy, josta korjaan virheet, kunhan joskus saan kaipaamani kieliopin.

Kus olet rakkahus,
konzu et tiäpäi eliä.
Et maltu toizel puolel
olla meijän taloloi.
Myökö vaiku sinust
huaveillamma.
© Yelling Rosa
1/6 -21

Missä olet rakkaus,
kun et täällä asu.
Et kuulemma luuraa
naapurikylässäkään.
Mekö sinusta vain.
haaveilemme.
© Yelling Rosa
1/6 –21

Netistä löysin alla olevan taulukon, mutta se ei vastaa kaikkiin kysymyksiini, jotka koskevat yllä olevan värssyn oikeinkirjoittamiseen.


Karjala:

Yksivartaloiset

Suomi:

Yksivartaloiset

yksikkö

monikko

yksikkö

monikko

nominatiivi

kala

kalat

kala

kalat

genetiivi

kalan

kaloin

kalan

kalojen

akkusatiivi

kalan, kala

–, kalat

kalan, kala

–, kalat

partitiivi

kalua

kaloi

kalaa

kaloja

essiivi

kalannu

kaloinnu

kalana

kaloina

translatiivi

kalakse

kaloikse

kalaksi

kaloiksi

inessiivi

kalas

kalois

kalassa

kaloissa

elatiivi

kalas(päi)

kalois(päi)

kalasta

kaloista

illatiivi

kalah

kaloih

kalaan

kaloihin

adessiivi

kalal

kaloil

kalalla

kaloilla

ablatiivi

kalal(päi)

kaloil(päi)

kalalta

kaloilta

allatiivi

kalale

kaloile

kalalle

kaloille

abessiivi

kalattah

kaloittah

kalatta

kaloitta

komitatiivi

kalanke

kaloinke

kaloineni,

-si jne

kaloneni,

-si jne

instruktiivi

kaloin

kaloin

prolatiivi

kalači

kaloiči

terminatiivi

kalassah

kaloissah

approksimatiivi

kalalluo

kaloilluo

Taulukon lisäksi minua tässä vaiheessa auttoi internet -sanakirja osoitteessa: https://fi.glosbe.com/fi/krl Tosin sanakirja on melko vajavainen, mutta muutama apu sieltä löytyi.

Näköjään Raija Pyöli on toimittanut Karjala-Suomi-sanakirjan, mikä sekin olisi suureksi avuksi, mutta ensin katson, miten pitkälle pääsen, kunhan saan odottamani kieliopin käyttööni. Siihen asti tämä artikkeli saa luvan odottaa.

PS Voit kommentoida käyttämällä palautuslomaketta http://www.yellingrosa.com/yhteydet01.htm


 

torstai 13. toukokuuta 2021

Blowing in the WInd

 

An older man laid down on his bed. He suffered from the heat of summer in the old hospital that missed the air-condition. The pavement went just along the side of the wooden house, and voices from the street came indoors to the first floor where the man spent the last moments of his life. This evening was a more restless night than usual because of Midsummer eve.

Now and then, some people stopped under the window and changed news. Nurses went immediately to the window and asked people to leave because they were disturbing the palliative care patients. The older man was alone in the room and didn’t get annoyed when he heard people’s voices. They made him forget his situation, but he didn’t forbid nurses to do their job.

Around nine p.m., some youngsters parked under the window. One of them has a guitar, and he or she played it well. Again one of the nurses ran to the window to make people away. Then the older man said:

”Let them be there. Youngster’s talk makes me feel happy.”

The nurse was uncertain. The patient’s wish was odd, and she was afraid of getting reproaches from the chief nurse if she is let people make noises outdoors. She went out of the room to consult her boss. She was surprised when Mrs. Clayton said: ”You can fulfill the man’s wish because he is alone in the room, and upstairs is also empty.”

When she got back to the patient room, the youngster has become louder, but Mr. Smith was smiling. The nurse, Mrs. Kind, informed his patient what Clayton told her. The evening went on, and the youngsters were singing now—some reason they like to sing old folk songs from the sixties. When the nurse Kind came to see him at ten o’clock, he asked:

”Could you ask them to sing Bob Dylan’s song from the sixties?” She did what the patient asked.

At eleven o’clock, when she came to see Mr. Smith once more, she heard the youngsters were singing ”Blowing in the wind.” The older man has a smiling face and teardrop on his cheek. Mrs. Kind didn’t feel the pulse on her patient’s warm wrist. She walked to the window and said:

”Thank you.”

The young people looked surprised, and the guitar player said:

”Why”?

”Heaven knows,” replied the nurse.

© Yelling Rosa
13/5 –21


 

torstai 22. huhtikuuta 2021

Ode to Bill Gates ... from My Wife

 

Hi Bill,
Sorry to bother you.

I’m sitting here writing a letter to you because my wife doesn’t stop nagging – and between you and me – isn’t willing to go to bed before I thank you. You can only guess how hard it is to thank a man whose computer operating system constantly requires updates, and I must wait for them to be completed. Sometimes even the deadline for the translation text has been exceeded. After getting free from the fucking that haunted me in the early years, I started to draw pictures to make the waiting time go faster. When the Windows system was engaged in a contradictory internal dialogue, my old drawing skills from my youth returned. And in the long run, I have become an outstanding painter. Yes, during the 20 years you have time to get Windows better and I have to creativeness.

A year ago, encouraged by my wife, I held a visual art exhibition on Helsinki Boulevard in the famous photo gallery. The miracle that I got there. My show was a success, and my painting sold out at the incredible starting prices my wife charged them. She, a prominent, comforted me before the show: prices can always drop but hardly ever raise under the buyer’s beak. I agreed, considering myself a modern wise man who can guide his wife without her even realizes this. Who would buy my painting at astronomical sums? Wrong again.

What bothers me most, however, is that while we have been able to get our household on a more solid footing thanks to the income from painting sales, I have not received praise from my wife, but I have to thank you. She says that I couldn’t eat chewing gum and walk simultaneously before I got acquainted with Windows and adds that now I remember all the assignments and carry out the translation work in time even though I had heard it the night before.

This is how I will thank you and send the most valuable painting of my exhibition to you. Even before the show, my wife had decided to leave the picture with the highest offered price for you. Can you imagine hugs from my wife to you and painting from me?

With respect
Matti Ivarsson
Translator

PS My wife is shouting from the living room that dear greetings to you from her. Her name is Hulda, and she is already planning the next art show. And she adds:”  Don’t use foul language or criticize the Windows operating system. You owe to Billie”.

keskiviikko 14. huhtikuuta 2021

When I Didn’t Fall Asleep; Kiam mi ne ekdormis

When I Didn’t Fall Asleep

When I didn’t fall asleep
My mother used to say:
Try to catch the tail of sleep.
Those words calmed down
The mind of a child.
© Yelling Rosa
14/4 –21

Kiam mi ne ekdormis

Kiam mi ne ekdormis
Mia patrino kutimis diri:
Provu kapti la voston
de dormo.
Tiuj vortoj trankviliĝis
la menson de infano.
© Yelling Rosa
14/4 -21


 

torstai 25. maaliskuuta 2021

Trust Your Arm; Lita på din arm

Selaillessani vanhoja muistiinpanojani vastaan tuli Lita på din arm –runo. Käänsin sen englanniksi, joten julkaisen nyt alkuperäisen runon ja englanninnoksen tässä yhdessä.

Lita på din arm (in Swedish)

Lita på din arm.
Den kan göra sitt jobb.
Låt den vandra i skogarna.
Ge inte råd, bara titta,
hur skickligt handen tecknar
svampar som är ätbara.
© Yelling Rosa
13/4 –15

Please enlarge the picture by clicking

Trust Your Arm (in English)

Trust your arm.
It can do its job.
Let it wander in the woods.
Do not give advice.
Just look how skillfully
The hand knows
Edible mushrooms.
© Yelling Rosa
13/4 –15


 

sunnuntai 21. maaliskuuta 2021

Eat a Light Lunch Every Day!

 It is good to eat a light lunch every day!

 
And wash the dishes with joy.
 
 
Have a rewarding Sunday 💓💓💓
 
PS. Enlarge picture by clicking them.