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Services
Copywriting, Transcription
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Specializes in:
Poetry & Literature
Music
Psychology
History
Religion
Folklore
Cosmetics, Beauty
Journalism
Cinema, Film, TV, Drama
Internet, e-Commerce
Also works in:
Marketing / Market Research
Tourism & Travel
Art, Arts & Crafts, Painting
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Sample translations submitted: 1
English to Dutch: Dido General field: Art/Literary Detailed field: Poetry & Literature
Source text - English Nu bloeien hoop en hof, ja, nu gedijt
De rode roos, die, Venus toegewijd,
Vlug bloem na bloem borduurt en, zonnedronken
Elk zachtfluwelen blad van gloed laat vonken.
Hoe in dit woud de bloemen stralend pronken,
Hoe anemoon en gulle rode klaver
de grond uitbarsten als met stil gedaver
van zomer dol, van zilverdauw beschonken.
Toch is dit paradijs met bloed ontwijd
Toch heeft Adonis’ doodskreet hier geklonken
Had god noch mens gehoor voor zijn gehuil
Hier gaat de dood verbloemd maar bloedig schuil.
Ach, elke rode, lonkende papaver
is dochter van een troosteloos kadaver.
Translation - Dutch Now flourish hope and garden, now expand
The fragrant roses, touched by Venus’ hand
Embroidering the grass with brightest fire
and sparking every rosebud with desire.
Oh, how this forest teems with blooming flowers!
How flax and daisy thrive on Cupid’s powers!
They burst with joyful silence from the soil
Besotted with love’s aromatic oil.
And yet, this paradise has once gone stale
It’s here where poor Adonis’ blood was shed
Where God nor man could hear his desperate cries
It’s here where death, though lovely, ever hides.
Ah! Every poppy, gleaming now with mirth
Is daughter to a corpse in deepest earth.
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Translation education
Master's degree - University of Amsterdam
Experience
Years of experience: 10. Registered at ProZ.com: Oct 2019.
Swedish to Dutch (University of Amsterdam) English to Dutch (University of Amsterdam) Swedish to English (University of Amsterdam) Dutch to English (University of Amsterdam)
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N/A
Software
Microsoft Excel, Microsoft Word, Smartcat, Smartling
Bio
Born and bred Dutchie, I fell in love with the English language at age 8 and with the Swedish language at 18. After getting a bachelor's degree in Scandinavian Languages, I proceeded to get my master's degree in Translation Studies at the University of Amsterdam.
My four years as a copywriter at a marketing agency, combined with my love of reading and writing and my experience as a subtitler, have made me into a well-rounded translator of all kinds of texts. I particularly enjoy creative texts, such as literature, tv series and blogs.
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