Gedicht

Srečko Kosovel

Side by side

The Sun Laughs

The sun laughs at the dead
You
with burning cheeks
and with hearts burning,
with fervent lips
chanting
to holy Righteousness.

Rigid ascetics
in blue coats,
with a thought firmly
fixed upon the future
and with resignation
in black eyes.
I am luxury.

© Translation: 2002, Katarina Jerin
From: Integrals

SONCE SE SMEJE

SONCE SE SMEJE

Sonce se smeje mrlicem:
Vi
s pekocimi lici
in s srci pekocimi,
z ustnicami vrocimi,
prepevajocimi
sveti Pravici.

Trdi asketi
v jopicih modrih,
z mislijo, trdno
v bodocnost uprto,
in z resignacijo
v crnih oceh.
Jaz sem razkosje.

Srečko Kosovel

Srečko Kosovel

(Slovenië, 1904)

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SONCE SE SMEJE

Sonce se smeje mrlicem:
Vi
s pekocimi lici
in s srci pekocimi,
z ustnicami vrocimi,
prepevajocimi
sveti Pravici.

Trdi asketi
v jopicih modrih,
z mislijo, trdno
v bodocnost uprto,
in z resignacijo
v crnih oceh.
Jaz sem razkosje.

The Sun Laughs

The sun laughs at the dead
You
with burning cheeks
and with hearts burning,
with fervent lips
chanting
to holy Righteousness.

Rigid ascetics
in blue coats,
with a thought firmly
fixed upon the future
and with resignation
in black eyes.
I am luxury.

© 2002, Katarina Jerin
From: Integrals

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