I read Ukrainian okay (speaking it is harder, especially when everyone just defaults to Russian with me) but, apart from my Ukrainophile period as a teenager, have never found myself translating poetry from it before the Russian state pissed me off so bad. Auden said that mad Ireland hurt Yeats into poetry. Well, mad Russia hurt me into translating Ukrainian literature.

Here's me reading one of the results, probably the most famous poem in the Ukrainian language, by Ukraine's most famous poet.

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