Early 20th Century Ukrainian Comic and Patriotic Postcards
By Artist, V. Hulak, Kyiv
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SMOKED FOOD AND TAVERN KEEPERS
WITH WINE AND HONEY
ARE BOUGHT BY ZAPOROZHTSI
WHO ARE SMOKING THEIR PIPES!
OPEN, YOU WOMAN, CAN'T YOU HEAR?
WHO I AM SAYING TO, HA? OPEN IMMEDIATELY,
YOU ROTTER, I WILL BEAT YOU!...
HOPE HAS GONE, THE BOTTLE WAS BROKEN, AND HORILKA (vodka) HAS TOTALLY POURED OUT, AND THERE WAS SUCH A DESIRE TO HAVE A DRINK, BUT THERE WAS NO LUCK, SUCH IS MY UNHAPPY LIFE!
WHY MAKING ALL THIS FUSS, PAN VILLAGE MONITOR? YOU DIDN'T SCARE ME THAT MUCH. SO WHAT IF I GOT DRUNK? WHAT IS YOUR BUSINESS?
KISS ME, MY DEAR,
MY DARK-BROWD,
AND TAKE MR HOME
OH, YOU DRUNKEN BASTARD!
STRETCHED HIMSELF OUT ON THE ROAD
AND LIES SLEEPING!
ARE THESE MY FEET OR NOT MINE?
MAY BE NOT MINE, BECAUSE
MINE WERE IN BOOTS!..
(inscription on the door) TAVERN
HEY, KUM!
(kum - Godfather of one's child)
WHERE ARE YOU GOING? THE TAVERN IS NOT THERE, LET'S GO TOGETHER AND HAVE A DRINK!
TAKE ME HOME, WIFE,
AND BE CAREFUL,
DON'T BREAK THE BOTTLE...
IF YOU ONLY KNEW HOW MY HEART HURTS BECAUSE A GLASS OF VODKA HAS RUN FROM MY VERY NOSE,
IF YOU COULD ONLY SPARE ME, AND BUY AT LEAST A QUARTER,
MY HEART WOULD SING!
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