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Barbara Korun

Eurydice

When I come
I will not be singing,
I will simply be there.
I will be light
that makes flowers grow,
prompts people to make love.

Everything is possible. Everything.

Light pours from the belly.
All is forgiven,
all is settled.
Every leaf will be shivering with love.

Evridika

Evridika

Ko bom prišla,
ne bom pela.
Samo tam bom.
Moja prisotnost
bo luč,
ki žene rože rast
in ljudi ljubit.

Vse je mogoče, vse.

Iz trebuha
lije svetloba.
Vse je odpuščeno,
vse poravnano.
Vsak list se giblje
v ljubezni.
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Eurydice

When I come
I will not be singing,
I will simply be there.
I will be light
that makes flowers grow,
prompts people to make love.

Everything is possible. Everything.

Light pours from the belly.
All is forgiven,
all is settled.
Every leaf will be shivering with love.

Eurydice

When I come
I will not be singing,
I will simply be there.
I will be light
that makes flowers grow,
prompts people to make love.

Everything is possible. Everything.

Light pours from the belly.
All is forgiven,
all is settled.
Every leaf will be shivering with love.
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