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Vitre Buinyi, Vitre Buinyi!
"Vitre buinyi, vitre buinyi!" (Ukrainian: Вітре буйний, вітре буйний!, frequently translated in English as "The Wind is Raging! The Wind is Raging!" or "O' Boisterous Wind!") is a dumka poem written by Taras Shevchenko. It was likely composed in 1838, and went relatively unnoticed until its inclusion in later editions of the Kobzar. It expresses the persecution of a lover by outside forces, symbolised by violent winds.

The earliest mention of the poem was in a correspondence between publisher Yevhen Pavlovych Hrebinka and journalist Hryhorii Kvitka-Osnovianenko. It was originally to be included in the Lastivka, a poetry almanac published by Hrebinka, which contained numerous works by Shevchenko. The poem, among other dumkas by Shevchenko were initially obscured due to copyright disputes concerning German publishers in Leipzig, and further confounded by the arrest of Shevchenko in 1847. The poem was added to the Kobzar during its reprinting of its fourth edition in 1861, and has remained in subsequent editions.

The poem has been frequently adopted into a ballad performed by Kobzars due to its content originating from traditional Ukrainian folklore. As Shevchenko could not compose music, there is no definitive version of the composition that is performed with accompaniment.

Ukrainian (cyrllic)
Вітре буйний, вітре буйний!

Ти з морем говориш,

Збуди його, заграй ти з ним,

Спитай синє море.

Воно знає, де мій милий,

Бо його носило,

Воно скаже, синє море,

Де його поділо.

Коли милого втопило,

Розбий синє море;

Піду шукать миленького,

Втоплю своє горе,

Втоплю свою недоленьку,

Русалкою стану,

Пошукаю в чорних [хвилях],

На дно моря кану.

Найду його, пригорнуся,

На серці зомлію.

Тогді, хвиле, неси з милим,

Куди вітер віє!

Коли ж милий на тім боці,

Буйнесенький, знаєш,

Де він ходить, що він робить,

Ти з ним розмовляєш.

Коли плаче, то й я плачу,

Коли ні — співаю,

Коли ж згинув чорнобривий,

То й я погибаю.

Тогді неси мою душу

Туди, де мій милий,

Червоною калиною

Постав на могилі.

Буде легше в чужім полі

Сироті лежати,

Буде над ним його мила

Квіткою стояти.

І квіткою, й калиною

Цвісти над ним буду,

Щоб не пекло чуже сонце,

Не топтали люде.

Я ввечері посумую,

А вранці поплачу,

Зійде сонце — утру сльози,

Ніхто й не побачить.

Вітре буйний, вітре буйний!

Ти з морем говориш,

Збуди його, заграй ти з ним,

Спитай синє море.

=== English translation === O boisterous wind most turbulent,

You parley with the sea.

Awaken it, roar out with it,

And question it for me.

The sea knows where my sweetheart is,

For it has borne him far;

The broad blue sea will tell you where

My fond affections are.

If it has drowned my lover lad,

Break up the dark blue sea!

And I shall seek my dearest out

And drown my grief and me.

And when I find him, embrace

And faint upon his breast;

Then bear us both, O wave, away

Wind-tossed upon your crest!

If he is on the other shore,—

O wind of boisterous whim,

You know his path and what he does

For there you talk with him.

And if he weeps, then so do I;

If not, I sing with joy;

And if my dark-browed lad is dead,

perish like my boy.

Wherever then my sweetheart lies,

Bear me upon the wave;

A cranberry bush then make of me

And plant me on his grave!

’Twere easier in a foreign field

For him, in earthy doom,

If I, his love, should stand above

And as a flower bloom.

For like a cranberry blossom

His comfort entreat

To keep the alien sun away,

The tramp of foreign feet.

And in the evening I shall grieve,

At dawning I shall weep;

The sun will rise — dry my tears—

None at my grief may peep.

O boisterous wind, most turbulent,

You parley with the sea.

Awaken it, roar out with it,

And question it for me.

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