Tanya, Tanechka, Tanyusha,
Listen to our compliments!
You are responsive, dear
And you are always kind to people!
You will tell everyone, you will give advice,
We are grateful in return.
And we wish: don’t change
And stay soulful!
So, your name is Tatyana.
Your appearance is pure and very sweet.
No wonder there is so much about Tatyana
The great poet spoke.
You, Tanya, are extraordinary,
You know how to give joy.
Let it be about the most intimate
Your dreams will come true.
Tatyanochka! Tatiana!
Without any flaw,
With beautiful eyes
And wondrous lips.
With a cheerful ringing laugh
And success in life
With a graceful figure,
With high culture.
You were born for tenderness
In order not to know rebellion,
For luxury, diamonds,
All grants are for life.
You are young, lovely,
Divine, wonderful!
Live, smile,
Enjoy it all!
Tatiana, dear Tatiana,
Such a feminine lady
Such a sweet girl
They must pray for you.
For everyone, you, Tanya, are just a treasure,
Everyone will be glad to see you.
You radiate goodness.
We are very lucky to know you.
We wish you sincere happiness,
Good luck to you to meet often,
With wealth, the happiness of being on first name terms...
And let the flowers bloom around!
Well, perhaps with the name Tatyana
Is there room for a flaw in life?
No, Tanechka, your soul
Kind, sweet and good.
And your figure is like that of Aphrodite,
And your heart is open to everyone.
You help those in need,
You both encourage and save.
Being friends with you is a great happiness,
You can shake off the bad weather with your hands.
More expensive than gold and silver
Your soul, which is so kind.
Tatyana is a powerful, proud name.
It contains strength, luck and light.
I wish you simple things
Earn success in return.
Health, harmony and balance,
Just go straight through life.
Let every day be more and more interesting,
And happiness is with you along the way!
Tanyushka, Tanechka, Tatyana,
I want to congratulate you.
There is no falsehood or deception in you -
Only sincerity and kindness.
Modest, calm, patient,
Tender as early flowers.
Onegin's Tatiana is in you
I see cute features.
I wish you love in life
Mutual, clean and big.
So that two hearts beat in unison.
Love with both heart and soul.
Beautiful name Tatyana,
It carries a bright meaning.
The name has no flaws,
Sings about birds and nature.
I dedicate this verse to you,
And every line is yours.
I wish you great happiness
And the family will be happy.
May the angel protect you
And gives you a talisman.
Protects your home from harm
And he will be warmed with warmth.
Be loved by God Tatyana,
May all your dreams come true.
Be warmed by a pleasant word,
Let there be flowers on the road.
We congratulate you, Tatyana!
Always be as beautiful as you are
May you be lucky every day, constantly,
Let good luck come!
Let desires know no boundaries
You hope, and believe, and dream,
Let dreams fly like birds,
Release them straight into the sky!
Congratulations, Tatyana, warmly,
May you be incredibly lucky.
Your happiness will be endless.
And let your soul bloom in spring.
Let the magic trills play
What everyone around calls love.
So that you get prettier every day,
To have a dear friend nearby.
So that the world smiles at the meeting,
And Luck always met.
So that everything in fate is flawless
And she was her favorite.
Cool poems about Tatyana for adults
Tanya
Is it in another name or this one?
He could have stopped by accident...
But Tatyana was chosen as a poet,
As a confession: Tanya is a mystery.
Tanya is melting snow,
Bright spring turmoil,
Rainbow laughing from the sky
Foreshadowing a moment of transformation.
Tanya - golden pattern on fabric.
Tanya is the shadow of a burning chestnut.
A guiding light in the fog,
Endowed with the power of a talisman.
Tanya is like the heartbeat of dance,
Angel's imperishable breath,
That's why happiness may happen,
This is what the poet wished for his Tatyana.
This name cannot be compared with others,
Do not take away or kill in the poet.
It was not in vain that he glorified your name -
The most beautiful thing in the world.
I don't want hookah
And I don’t want an accordion.
I'll call Tatyana
I fly with her sorrows.
Come to me Tatyana
Stay here forever.
Without you I'm a monkey
And with you I am a man!
If only it were Tatiana's day
In the middle of summer
I would have a verse a fathom long
I wrote about it.
On a green meadow,
Where are the flowers around?
They run merrily in rhyme
Joyful lines.
And when everything is white
And the frosts crackle,
On paper, as luck would have it,
Only prose gets through.
So, is it bitterly cold these days?
Feelings are constant.
I still love you all
Tanya-Tatyana!
There is a sign - if you want happiness,
Instead of breaking button accordions, it is necessary
For something good to happen
On Student's Day, fall in love with Tatiana
And since I am stubborn to the point of happiness,
This Tuesday evening, after the bathhouse,
As always, on the day of St. Tatiana,
I'll visit Tanka for the purpose of sex
Where can I get the individual I am looking for?
That's my exclusive secret,
But flattered by the naive question,
I will open up to you. As if by accident
The fact is that in beauty it is far away,
Tired of looking for harlots,
And without any other reason,
I happened to marry Tanka
And since then, sending everyone to hell,
I am confident and calm
On a student's day, I know for sure
That Tanyukha is always at hand
So, to avoid annexations,
Every year, with its best part,
I don't just indulge in sex,
And forge my own difficult happiness
Why didn’t you congratulate Tanka?
This is me, of course, in vain.
Nothing, I’ll congratulate you later -
From February 23rd.
Time erases faces, names -
Over the years, memory may change,
But I always remember only Tatyana -
You'll forget when you married her...
I haven't slept in days,
At least sober, at least completely drunk.
Maybe I just love
That your name is Tatyana.
Tatyana - Russian soul,
I closed my eyes, you are in front of me.
Damn good looking
Charming, I won't deny it!
Your gaze gives me a shiver,
The fire of passions burns inside me.
I want to love, I can’t stand it anymore
And this feeling is breaking!
High style, wonderful style
From line to line.
I throw down my pen, I have no strength,
It's time to put an end...
There are many women in the world,
Whose names are like the sound of a stream:
Marina, Ira, Olya, Alla,
Olesya, Sarah, Zulfiya,
Natasha, Lena, Lisa, Raya,
Oksana, Katya and...Akhmet (?...!!!)
I remember from tattoos
Traces of your past victories.
Their names are given to me in gray everyday life,
Like a ray of light through the blizzard.
I keep Faith in my soul,
I cherish hope in my heart.
And may they forgive me this rhyme,
But still I care about blood
Dream of Rome at dawn
And pre-sunset Love.
But among them there is also something like this,
Which is like a thief in the night
Stole my zealous heart,
Stealing my peace forever.
And dead drunk with love
I drop words as if in delirium:
“As long as there are Tatianas in the world,
Everyone else will wait!”
Everyone in life, late or early
somehow connected with the name Tatyana.
Look at the world with an inquisitive gaze,
how many Tanya are everywhere with us!
Since childhood, ears have become accustomed to hearing,
how the girl Tanyusha sobs.
Why is she crying, stupid?
what if the ball doesn't drown in the river?
So as not to be responsible for this crying,
pity her with all your heart,
and in response with a charming business card
her smile will brighten the world.
Every year in January frosts
roses bloom from under the snow,
and again in spite of the snowstorm
her day will be filled with fun.
We repeat Tanechka, Tatyana...
Daughter, wife, sister, mother to someone.
May adversity not touch you all,
May God bless you through the years.
For some, the road to the Temple
coincides with the name Tatyana.
And has been healing souls for centuries
the one whom the great Pushkin sang.
To the surface of the reservoir
Tanya looks laughing.
Because they don't drown there
Eight thousand one hundred and three balls.
The summer tango is playing in May,
the buds give birth to a gentle sound.
A slender girl walks -
the sound of spring heels is pouring
Girl in a white dress
Tanechka, Tanya, Tatyana,
Tender, smart, brave,
A girl without a flaw.
Lilac is blooming. The fragrant heat
everything around is fragrant,
And everyone admires you
Tatyana, dear good friend.
Girl in a white dress
There are no flaws in it.
Tender, smart, brave...
Tanechka, Tanya, Tatyana.
Summer is in full swing, the apple trees are singing -
the most delicate pink raid,
I really want to be together with you,
Hear a silvery laugh
September covered all the alleys,
the maple leaf burns like a carpet,
but I'm still numb -
seeing you in that dress.
And in December, along a snowy path
I walked home thoughtfully
and meet me in a white, tender
Tatyana, in a fur coat...
Girl in a white fur coat
There are no flaws in it.
Tender, smart, brave...
Tanechka, Tanya, Tatyana.
Tatyana has her own shades
And the differences from everyone:
All - in a row and entirely - students,
Having exes is not a sin.
All Tatyanas are so beautiful
So reliable and smart
Drink champagne like beer
Waiting for Spring.
I hear a cry from the TV screen:
- “Tatiana’s Day is one in a year:
Interplanetary Tatyana Day!!!”…
When is “Din Day”, “Zin Day”?
When is Katya's Day, Vali?
Leads? Lyubov? Isn’t it their day?!
I remembered everyone who didn't get in
On the calendar for me...
On this day ALL: Zoya - “Tanya”,
Luda - “Tanya” and...Assol,
Even - Sanya, even - Manya -
They play “Tanya’s” role!
I read many Tatyana,
Met them in bookstores*
And they “kept me up”
I read to them about my pier...
I won't pour salt on the wounds
And calm as metal
Because it's Tatiana's Day
Coincided with Volodin's Day!
I am decisive like a navy -
A holiday on weekdays is like a battering ram:
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, VYSOTSKY!
HAPPY (WORLD DAY!) TATYAN!
All day long I felt like I was in trouble,
I rush along the freezing boulevards.
To see today in negligee
Some Tanya... It’s not without reason
January gives us a holiday for Tanyukh.
And the entire male mass is at its limit,
Sends problems and worries to yuh,
To find Tatyana for real!!!
Boutique... Metro... Cellar of rare wines...
I'm circling the lingerie department...
Found seventeen Len, five Marin
One hundred twenty-three Natasha and Angela...
And with Tamara alone, God forgive me,
For 100 “Baku” they made a deal:
She looks like Tanya nicely
And that means we score the arrow for the night...
I somehow don’t have enough time on Tatyana’s day
According to the worker's schedule, buzz.
And at night the fairy of sweet services
Tatiana will be with me until the morning...
Tanyusha was good
There was nothing more beautiful in the village,
I didn’t walk along the edges,
Didn't fly on a broom.
They went crazy about her:
For one tender glance
The guys were digging the ground... for something -
Anyone was happy to help.
With a slightly naive simplicity,
(Oh, the female sex is treacherous!)
Throwing a sports ball into the river,
She gave birth to... "water polo".
Our Tanya cries loudly:
The prison looms before her.
From a modest income
After all, I hid all the loose ends in the water,
Only the prosecutor, an infection,
Turned out to be a diver...
Hush, Tanechka, don't howl -
Don't scare off the convoy.
Our Tanya is crying loudly,
She dropped Masha into the river.
Hush, Tanechka, don't cry,
Crying won't help Masha.
Our Tanya is crying loudly
And he can’t get up from all fours.
Is it a joke, for a frail aunt,
Three glasses of warm vodka!
I don't want hookah
And I don’t want an accordion.
I'll call Tatyana
I fly with her sorrows.
Come to me Tatyana
Stay here forever.
Without you I'm a monkey
And with you I am a man!
Our Tanya cries loudly:
I drank away the last ball.
Khachik will return from the zone,
He will buy Tanya a new ball.
It happened in Tehran.
Contaminated the Tanya River
Threw some trash into the water
...a pit awaits Tanya.
Our Tanya is crying loudly,
She dropped a ball into the river.
Tanya, don’t shed tears,
Dive in and catch up!
The sunset is over the river.
There is a poster by the river:
“Tanking, and even with the ball,
Entry to the shore is PROHIBITED!”
Our Tanya is crying loudly,
Dropped a ball on the floor...
This is how plastic fails in rhythmic gymnastics!
The girl Tanya went to the oak tree
Quietly a noose fell around her neck
There was no cry or groan heard
Someone from the thicket whispered “one hundred and one.”
Our Tanya barks loudly
He often lifts his leg.
Hush, Tanechka, don't bark!
Call the paramedics!
To the surface of the reservoir
Tanya looks laughing.
Because they don't drown there
Eight thousand one hundred and three balls.
Our Tanya laughs and jumps.
No, not our Tanya, that is.
Ours should roar,
Apparently this is not her.
Our Tanya snores loudly
Woke up mom and dad!
Hush, Tanya, don't snore!
Sleep with your head in the pillow!
Our Tanya is crying loudly
I drank away the last ball
Hush Tanya, don't cry
If you return the bottles, you will buy a ball.
Papa Tanin is very angry,
Mom called 03,
Because in the Tanya River,
“Dropped” the Lada.
Our Tanya is crying loudly.
Tanya got pregnant, that means.
Don't cry and don't fuss,
Go and have an ultrasound.
The evil Tanya lived
On the outskirts of the village.
The Titanic was built nearby.
Tanya cursed the construction site.
But without heeding Tanya’s curses
The ship, you know, is sailing.
Quiet at night in the ocean...
Ice crept up in the darkness.
This shipwreck
The whole Earth is shaken.
They made a film. All over the planet
Billion at the box office - here we go!
But the questions are not over
On the outskirts of the village:
- Eh, send me some money!
It was I who cursed them!
Our Tanya is crying loudly.
The female doctor is puzzled:
Explain to me, don't cry:
How did the ball end up here?
Our Tanya is crying loudly,
A friend did not take her to the dacha.
Hush Tanya, don't cry,
There will be many summer cottages in life!
Our Tanya is crying loudly -
The ball is bouncing around the head.
These are dad jokes -
The ball is made of lead.
Tanya Tanya don't cry,
I'll buy you a roll.
ANDREY KROTKOV
Horace:
Tatyana sobs loudly, her grief is inconsolable;
Tears stream down from the pink-flamed cheeks;
She indulged in girlish games in the garden carefree -
The mischievous woman could not hold the ball in her thin fingers;
A frisky horse jumped out and rushed down the slope,
Slipping off the edge of the cliff, he fell into a stormy foamy stream.
Dear maiden, do not cry, your loss can be healed;
There is a command for the slaves to bring fresh water;
They are persistent, they are brave, they are accustomed to any kind of work -
They will boldly swim, and the ball will return to you.
Alexander Blok:
Tatyana sobs inconsolably,
And a tear, like blood, is hot;
She got a heartbreak
From a ball falling into a river.
Now he sighs intermittently, now he groans,
Remembering the past game.
Do not worry. Your ball won't sink -
We'll get it tonight.
Vladimir Mayakovsky:
In this world
Nothing
Not forever,
And now
Swear or cry:
Straight from the shore
Fell into the river
Tanya girls
Ball.
Tears are flowing
From Tanya's eyes.
Do not Cry!
Do not be
A whiny maiden!
Let's go get some water -
And we'll get the ball.
Left!
Left!
Left!
Ivan Krylov:
A certain girl named Tatyana,
Fair in mind and without blemish in body,
In the village the days are spent,
I couldn’t imagine spending time without a ball.
Either he will give in with his foot, or he will push with his hand,
And, having played with him, he doesn’t even half hear.
The Lord did not save us, there was a disaster -
The playful ball fell into the abyss of water.
Unhappy Tatyana sobs and sheds tears;
And the water carrier Kuzma is the one who is always half drunk -
Kartuz pulled off
And taco rivers:
“Yes, that’s enough, young lady! This misfortune is not grief.
Here I’ll harness Sivka, and soon I’ll get some water
I'll run at a gallop.
My hook is sharp, my bucket is spacious -
From the river I skillfully and quickly
I'll get the ball."
Moral: simple water carriers are not so simple.
He who knows a lot about water calms tears.
NATALIA FEDORENKO
Robert Burns:
Tanya lost her ball..
What will you take from her?
Tanya kissed Johnny..
Is this a lie?
Tanyusha has sadness in her heart:
Can't get the ball...
There will be someone at the river again
Kiss Johnny...
ARKADY EIDMAN
Boris Pasternak:
The ball bounced on the wave,
Her ramming.
On the shore, on an old stump
Tanya was crying.
Drown the ball? And in a nightmare,
No, I didn't want to!
And therefore on this stump
She roared...
But the ball is not a miss and not a sucker,
There will be no drowning.
Is the parodist good or bad?
The people will judge...
Bulat Okudzhava:
A ball is playing in the river. Plays and frolics.
He is full of thoughts and strength, he is round and he is rosy.
And there, on the shore, the girls burst into tears,
The chorus of grieving Tatianas sobs in unison...
The ball doesn't care, it swims like a fish
Or maybe like a dolphin, or maybe like... a ball.
He shouts to Tatyana: “If only we could add more smiles!”
But a friendly cry comes in response from the shore...
IRINA KAMENSKAYA
Yunna Moritz:
Tanya walked along the canal,
Tatyanka has a new ball.
The music played quietly
On Ordynka, on Polyanka.
The ball goes into the water. Didn't catch up.
Tears slide down your cheeks.
The music played quietly
On Polyanka, on Ordynka.
Mom wiped away her tears
Stupid little Tatyanka.
The music played quietly
On Ordynka, on Polyanka
ILYA TSEITLIN
Alexander Tvardovsky:
River, far bank right,
The ball floated away from the left.
Where can I find the government, right?
Who would return the ball?
After all, without a ball the girl
On Russian shores
It's no good hanging around
Without a toy, it's a mess!
Tanya whines, drinks vodka,
Look, a fighter with a ball! Not a dream!
It was Andryusha Krotkov,
It was, of course, him!
Poetically hot
And as powerful as a tram!
Tanya forgot her ball,
Give Tanya some lyrics!
Arseny Tarkovsky:
Those were drops of burning tears,
Almost silent, bitter crying.
By chance, cooler
The ball rolled into the abyss of water.
An unhealed wound...
To the sound of the water draining
I often see Tatyana
And there are her traces by the river...
Bulat Okudzhava:
In the yard, where every evening
Tanka was playing with a ball,
The line of grandmas rustled like husks,
Black Angel – Valka Perchik,
She ran the booth
And they called her Baba Yaga!
And wherever I go
(Nowadays, however, I eat more)
On business or otherwise, for a walk.
Everything seems to me that
Valka runs on the trail,
And he tries to take the ball away.
Let him be shabby and bald,
Tired, overly fat,
I will never return to the yard.
Still, brothers, it’s my fault,
Without jokes, I'm terribly bored,
So I’m glad to joke sometimes!
TAIL
Afanasy Fet:
In a rush of heating mains, the only one rolled down
Tannin's beloved ball.
Everything was stunned by the not childishly warlike
Cry.
Was this a simple goodbye?
Nobody understood Tanya.
What should the techies get as punishment?
What?
The ball will not sink and the devil will not be baptized,
Walk along the heating main -
The hole in the pipe will soon open again!
Wait!
Igor Severyanin:
In a jaguar cape,
Violet from grief,
Tatiana is crying at sea,
Oh, Tanya, don’t cry!
Our friend the rubber ball
Doesn't see this grief
It's great to be empty inside
And the river is not an executioner.
BELKA (guest from Hochmodrom)
Sergey Yesenin:
Tanyusha was good, there was no more beautiful woman in the village,
Red frilly on white sundress at the hem.
Tanya walks behind the fences by the ravine in the evening,
And he kicks the ball with his foot - he loves a strange game.
A guy came out and bowed his curly head:
“Allow me, soul Tatyana, to kick him too?”
She turned pale like a shroud, cold like dew.
Her braid developed like a snake-killer.
"Oh, blue-eyed guy, no offense, I'll say
I kicked him, but now I can’t find him.”
“Don’t be sad, my Tanyusha, apparently the ball has sunk,
If you love me, I will immediately dive for him."
Alexander Pushkin:
Tatiana, dear Tatiana!
With you now I shed tears:
The river is deep and foggy,
Your wonderful toy
I accidentally dropped it from a bridge...
Oh, how you loved this ball!
You cry bitterly and call...
Do not Cry! You will find your ball
He won't drown in a stormy river,
After all, the ball is not a stone, not a log,
He won't sink to the bottom,
Its seething stream drives
Flows through the meadow, through the forest
To the dam of a nearby hydroelectric power station.
Mikhail Lermontov:
The lonely ball turns white
In the fog of a blue river -
Ran away from Tanya, not far away,
Left my native shore...
The waves are playing, the wind is whistling,
And Tanya cries and screams,
She is stubbornly looking for her ball,
He runs after him along the shore.
Below him is a stream of lighter azure,
Above him is a golden ray of sun...
And he, the rebellious one, asks for a storm,
As if there is peace in the storms!
Nikolay Nekrasov:
Tanya cried as she dropped the ball,
She sobbed bitterly, drooping without strength,
She washed her cheeks with burning tears.
A ball on a slope by a playful greyhound
I rolled into the river, and the river babbles,
He twirls the toy, doesn’t want to put it back
Give the ball to the cute little girl.
There would be trouble. May my mother console me
Poor Tanya: “Well, that’s enough shouting!
We need to rock Arinushka in the unsteady state,
We need to pull carrots in the garden,
Stop prancing around free
Throwing the ball, splashing your hands!”
Women, rinsing clothes on the river,
They saw the ball floating on the waves,
And they stopped rinsing involuntarily.
Look, the empty toy doesn’t sink!
- Look how it floats. It’s unlikely to stick here,
Will the current wash towards the ferry?
- We must tell the carrier Prov,
What if he catches you... Oh, women, it's time!
I hear the redhead mooing near the yard!
So this is Tanyushin's laughing day
A gloomy shadow hid the losses.
Tannins full of life on the cheeks
Sad faded, covered with tears,
The young soul was burned with sadness.
The ball floated away, which means childhood is over.
And finally, my favorite. Unfortunately, the author of this opus is unknown to me:
Our Tanya is crying loudly.
She dropped a ball into the river.
Tanya cry louder -
The damn ball floats away.
Life goes over the edge
At least lie down and die.
In the morning at Tatiana's school
I had a headache...
And he and his friend Ira
We drank a little beer.
After the fifth glass
The director found them.
Tanya got angry about something
And, since I was
In a state of susceptibility -
Then she sent her off with obscenities.
The headmistress got wound up
In general, the fight began.
Well, somehow I was drunk,
Tatyana's nose was broken.
The point is not that the eye is blackened -
Her heart hurts.
Tanya without warning
The guy left on Sunday.
How can you not hang yourself here?
In the fourth month.
Everything would be fine
If only I knew from whom.
Later Tanya walked home
She carried the ball in front of her.
There were few failures.
Dropped a ball into the river...
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