Collection of poetry “Melody of inspiration”

Янка Купала: But who marcher there?, I’m not for you, To byelorussian partisans, Young Bielarus, Alesia Якуб Колас: Do not beg, and don’t expect, To Byelorussians, The voice of the land, Native pictures, O spring, Three wishes Максім Багдановіч: 🚧Above the white down of the cherries, 🚧Slutsk weavers, 🚧The Chronicler, 🚧Rondeau, 🚧Triolet, 🚧I should like to meet with you on the highway, 🚧When Basil died, far on the march, 🚧Emigrants’ song, 🚧In winter, 🚧Romance, 🚧Sonnet, 🚧From in the village, 🚧Triolet Zmitrok Biadulia: 🚧A winter tale, 🚧In the night fields they sing, 🚧At the dawn of spring Ales Garun: 🚧Song-bell, 🚧Snowstorm, 🚧Spring, 🚧Mother’s gift, 🚧Sultry weather, 🚧Autumn song Janka Luchina: 🚧To our native land, 🚧What Janka thought carting wood to the town Уладзімір Караткевіч: 🚧Byelorussian song, 🚧Sunrise Пятрусь Броўка: 🚧Dawn choir, 🚧Autumn, 🚧The beginning, 🚧The book of spring, 🚧Bielarus, 🚧Nadzia-Nadziejka, 🚧My native song Рыгор Барадулін: 🚧Eternity, 🚧The stones of Brest fortress Аркадзь Куляшоў: 🚧Elegy, 🚧I owe my mother all — my name at table Пімен Панчанка: 🚧Grey clouds swept o’er the forest speedily, 🚧The flame everlasting, 🚧My country, 🚧The white apple-trees Максім Танк: 🚧Ave Maria, 🚧Happiness, 🚧Pines above lake Naroch Pyatro Glebka: 🚧Of what do the nightingales sing?, 🚧Lights Syargeigrakhouski: 🚧The Oak Leaf, 🚧Aching heart, 🚧It grows dark in autumn quickly, 🚧Could live without you Anatol Grachanikau: 🚧It is still not yet night Kastus Kireyenka: 🚧The morning goes forth!, 🚧After the storm Mikola Arochka: 🚧Somewhere on the river Nile’s green delta Anatol Astreika: 🚧Blessing, 🚧Autumn goes, 🚧Nioman, 🚧My tent Alyes Bachila: 🚧To a girl Kanstantsia Builo: 🚧I love our land Yaudakia Los: 🚧Our forefathers, 🚧In our small town Nina Matsyash: 🚧I thought that it was spring alone I loved, 🚧How long it is the storks have not appeared Яўгенія Янішчыц: 🚧Seek me out Alyaksei Rusetski: 🚧April, 🚧Skylark, 🚧Zone of silence Valyantsin Tau Lai: 🚧Comrade of my spring Alyakseizarytski: 🚧The girl and the smith, 🚧If i only knew Васіль Вітка: 🚧At home, 🚧Heathers Mihas Bashlakov: 🚧Wandering, 🚧As in summer, 🚧Alone in the heavens, 🚧A lapwing is crying, 🚧Irretrievable Leanid Dran'ko-Maysuk: 🚧I don’t believe he’s better than I am Arthur Volsky: 🚧Stones Mikola Shabovich: 🚧Heartquake, 🚧Until it’s late Navum Galpyarovich: 🚧I am a pupil. Birds write down for me, 🚧I trust a rhymed-line, like the dearest friend Tatsiana Sivets: 🚧«Tomorrow» — is a palace and a cell, 🚧It’s off my beat! I can’t go water face