Gedicht
Srečko Kosovel
Our Eyes
Our eyes were floodedwith burning lava.
And the grey dust
of cement towers
burnt our lips.
Like burning trees
we leaned
into a new day.
© Translation: 2002, Nike Kocijancic Pokorn
From: Integrals
From: Integrals
NAŠE OCI
NAŠE OCI
Naše oci je zalilalava goreca.
In sivi prah
cementnih stolpov
spekel nas v ustnice
Kot drevje gorece
smo se nagnili
v novi dan.
Gedichten
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NAŠE OCI
Naše oci je zalilalava goreca.
In sivi prah
cementnih stolpov
spekel nas v ustnice
Kot drevje gorece
smo se nagnili
v novi dan.
Our Eyes
Our eyes were floodedwith burning lava.
And the grey dust
of cement towers
burnt our lips.
Like burning trees
we leaned
into a new day.
© 2002, Nike Kocijancic Pokorn
From: Integrals
From: Integrals
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