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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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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
From: Dol Dol
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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