Poem
Dane Zajc
Down Down
when I think about all your hopesetched in your footsteps
I follow them
the footsteps that suddenly
sink into fog and mud
and damp cold
when I expect you and you come
and sit quietly by me
and I ask Is everything, everything gone
In a flash, you say, in an insane
instant it went down down
it vanished
I think of you coming with legs
corroded from a traitorous journey
and I see no reflection of your eyes
and I watch the heavy clouds falling
over the sharp-edged cliffs
and hear the spruce tips piercing
the bellies of a dark wind.
© Translation: 2000, Dane Zajc, Sonja Kravanja
From: Scorpions
From: Scorpions
Dol Dol
Dol Dol
ko mislim na vse tvoje upeki so vtisnjeni v stopinje tvoje
jih sledim
stopinje ki se naenkrat
ugreznejo v meglo in blato
in mraz mokrotni
ko te prièakujem ko prideš
in tiho sedeš zraven mene
in vprašam A vse a vse je šlo
V trenutku, reèeš, v trenutku
neprištevnem je padlo dol dol
je izginilo
mislim kako si prišel z nogami
razzrtimi od zavratne poti
kako ti vidim brlijo oèi brez odseva
in gledam kako padajo tezki oblaki
èez ostrine sten
in slišim kako prebadajo smrekovi vršièki
trebuhe temnega vetra
© 1998, Dane Zajc
From: Dol Dol
Publisher: Nova revija,
From: Dol Dol
Publisher: Nova revija,
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Down Down
when I think about all your hopesetched in your footsteps
I follow them
the footsteps that suddenly
sink into fog and mud
and damp cold
when I expect you and you come
and sit quietly by me
and I ask Is everything, everything gone
In a flash, you say, in an insane
instant it went down down
it vanished
I think of you coming with legs
corroded from a traitorous journey
and I see no reflection of your eyes
and I watch the heavy clouds falling
over the sharp-edged cliffs
and hear the spruce tips piercing
the bellies of a dark wind.
© 2000, Dane Zajc, Sonja Kravanja
From: Scorpions
From: Scorpions
Down Down
when I think about all your hopesetched in your footsteps
I follow them
the footsteps that suddenly
sink into fog and mud
and damp cold
when I expect you and you come
and sit quietly by me
and I ask Is everything, everything gone
In a flash, you say, in an insane
instant it went down down
it vanished
I think of you coming with legs
corroded from a traitorous journey
and I see no reflection of your eyes
and I watch the heavy clouds falling
over the sharp-edged cliffs
and hear the spruce tips piercing
the bellies of a dark wind.
© 2000, Dane Zajc, Sonja Kravanja
From: Scorpions
From: Scorpions
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