Poem
Gro Dahle
The river has no comfort to offer
The river has no comfort to offera weeping girl
The river only reflects the rain
in surface rings
ripples quietly
and hurries along
So what is a girl who weeps
Behind every bend
the river has a girl who weeps
guides the water past
past and past
to the salt salt tongue of the ocean
© Translation: 2012, May-Brit Akerholt
The river has no comfort to offer
Elven har ingen trøst å gi
en pike som gråter
Elven speiler bare regnet
i ringer på flaten
kruser seg stille
og skynder seg videre
Hva er vel en pike som gråter
Bak hver sving
har elven en pike som gråter
fører vannet forbi
forbi og forbi
til havets salte salte tunge
en pike som gråter
Elven speiler bare regnet
i ringer på flaten
kruser seg stille
og skynder seg videre
Hva er vel en pike som gråter
Bak hver sving
har elven en pike som gråter
fører vannet forbi
forbi og forbi
til havets salte salte tunge
© 1992, Gro Dahle
From: Linneapasjonen
Publisher: J.W. Cappelens Forlag, Oslo
From: Linneapasjonen
Publisher: J.W. Cappelens Forlag, Oslo
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The river has no comfort to offer
The river has no comfort to offera weeping girl
The river only reflects the rain
in surface rings
ripples quietly
and hurries along
So what is a girl who weeps
Behind every bend
the river has a girl who weeps
guides the water past
past and past
to the salt salt tongue of the ocean
© 2012, May-Brit Akerholt
From: Linneapasjonen
From: Linneapasjonen
The river has no comfort to offer
The river has no comfort to offera weeping girl
The river only reflects the rain
in surface rings
ripples quietly
and hurries along
So what is a girl who weeps
Behind every bend
the river has a girl who weeps
guides the water past
past and past
to the salt salt tongue of the ocean
© 2012, May-Brit Akerholt
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