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Srečko Kosovel

A Face by the Window

I love you, the grey face in the grey
window of the coffee house - the face
with expectations.-
In the age of broken spears, ships,
masts - the heart full of
arrows - grey apathy in the eyes,
you would know: It spills
over us like a cascade of light
from the sky.

We will be able to look at
the swaying of the green seas
and see terrifying whirlpools,
sailors on masts,
without nervousnes.

OBRAZ V OKNU

OBRAZ V OKNU

Ljubim te, sivi obraz, v sivem
oknu kavarne — prièakujoèi
obraz —
V dobi zlomljenih osti, ladij,
jamborov — v srcu šop
pušèic — v oèeh siva brezvolja,
ti že veš: Z neba
se kot slap luèi
razlije na nas.



Lahko bomo gledali
zibanje morij zelenih
in videli strašne vrtince,
mornarje na jamborih
brez nervoznosti.
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A Face by the Window

I love you, the grey face in the grey
window of the coffee house - the face
with expectations.-
In the age of broken spears, ships,
masts - the heart full of
arrows - grey apathy in the eyes,
you would know: It spills
over us like a cascade of light
from the sky.

We will be able to look at
the swaying of the green seas
and see terrifying whirlpools,
sailors on masts,
without nervousnes.

A Face by the Window

I love you, the grey face in the grey
window of the coffee house - the face
with expectations.-
In the age of broken spears, ships,
masts - the heart full of
arrows - grey apathy in the eyes,
you would know: It spills
over us like a cascade of light
from the sky.

We will be able to look at
the swaying of the green seas
and see terrifying whirlpools,
sailors on masts,
without nervousnes.
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