- published: 19 Oct 2015
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Izmail (Ukrainian: Ізмаї́л, translit. Izmayil; Russian and Bulgarian: Измаил, translit. Izmail; Romanian: Ismail; Turkish: Ismailiye or Hacidar; also referred to as Ismail; Polish: Izmaił) is a historic city on the Danube river in south-western Ukraine. The city is the administrative center of the Izmail Raion (district) in the Odessa Oblast (province) and the largest Ukrainian port on the Danube. As such, it is a center of the food processing industry and a popular regional tourist destination. It is also a base of the Ukrainian Navy and the Ukrainian Sea Guard units operating on the river. The World Wildlife Fund's Isles of Izmail Regional Landscape Park is located nearby.
The current estimated population is around 85,000, with ethnic Russians forming about 42.7% of that total, 38% being Ukrainians, 10% Bessarabian Bulgarians, and 4.3% Moldovans.
The fortress of Izmail was built by Genoese merchants in the 12th century. It belonged for a short period of time to Wallachia (14th century) – as the territory north of the Danube was one of the possessions of the Basarabs (later the land being named after them, Bessarabia). The town was first mentioned with the name Ismailiye, derived from the name of the Ottoman Grand Vizier Izmail, the adding of initial i being a feature of Ottoman Turkish.
Please,
spread them!
Fly to end all
the sadness in your eyes,
miles and miles away.
Step around the walls we've built to defend
abundance assail.
We're close to the end of
Ismael. Ismael.
Watch us now, forward not back.
Late, too late to change the track
for Ismael.
Breathe,
I'm sorry for the echoes.
Sorry, sorry.
Breathe, oh
sorry for the echoes,
and it gets us high,
and it gets us down again.
Please,
spread them,
fly a long time.
There's no tomorrow.
Fly away today,
miles and miles away,
million miles away,
away.
Breathe,
I'm sorry for the echoes.
Sorry, sorry.
Breathe, oh
sorry for the echoes,
and it gets us high,
and it gets us down again.
Spread them out - shout!
The eyes in your face
still seem to believe
in human race.
Oh Ismael,
don't you see
we're deaf and blind
in a way so absurd to believe
that we don't pay.
Oh Ismael. Ismael.
Breathe,
I'm sorry for the echoes.
Sorry, sorry.
Breathe (sorry, sorry), oh
sorry for the echoes,
and it gets us high,
and it gets us down again.
Breathe (it gets us down again),
I'm sorry for the echoes.
Sorry, sorry.
Breathe (it gets us down again), oh
sorry for the echoes,
and it gets us high,