• Язык:
    Словацкий (Slovak)

Večer

Вечер

Vzduch od zeme sa nevie odpútať,
západ je ako dyňa puknutá,

žiada sa popostrčiť poľahky
lenivo plávajúce oblaky.

Navečer, v túto chvíľu pomalú
kočiši ženú kone do cvalu,

rybári špľachnú v svojej veslici,
zúrivo odtínajú lesníci

obrovským dubom husté kučery…
A tí, čo dostali dosť dôvery

starať sa o chod vesmíru a v kom
staré i nové rytmy majú dom,

skladajú okrídlené poémy
a živlom roztĺkajú tuhé sny.


Другие переводы:

  • Английский
    Бартон Раффел, Алла Бураго
    Evening
  • Венгерский
    Иштван Бака
    Este
  • Эстонский
    Калью Кангур
    Õhtu

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You will recall me

You will recall me - likely, more than once, / And you'll recall my world, both strange and dreamy, / The funny world where songs and fires dance, / And yet - the only one that's not deceiving. / / It could have been your chosen world as well. / Perhaps it was too much for you, too litt...

The Cross

Card after card lied to me, lied and lied, / and even wine no longer helped. / Cold March stars hung pale, / anxious, outside the window. / / Coldly mad, in crazy passion, / I felt the game was dream. / "I bet everything in the bank, all of it!" I shouted. / And I lost. / / I l...

Thoughts

They have crowded around me - why? - like thieves / in the dark, in the quiet suburban dark. / Like sinister hawks, like sullen hawks, / they have come for some cruel vengeance. / / Hope left. Dream ran. / Anxiety pried open my eyes / and as though on a ghostly slate / I read my wor...

A Ballad

Lucifer my friend gave me five horses / and one gold ruby ring, / for me to go down, down into the ground, / for me to see the sky's young face. / / My horses beat their hooves, snorted, begged / to gallop like birds all over the earth, / and I believed the sun's light burned for me, ...

The Turkey

In the morning of my unsure memory / I recall a many-coloured meadow, / where ruled a haughty / turkey, adored by me. / / He was malicious and free, / his beak crimson as fire / and he was sharply scornful / of my four years. / / Neither chocolate, nor caramels, / nor pineapp...

The palm groves and the aloe thickets…

The palm groves and the aloe thickets, / a silvery, matt stream, / the sky is infinitely blue, / the sky is gold from rays. / / What more do you want, heart? / Is happiness a fable or a lie? / Why do you give yourself up submissively / to another faith temptations? / / Do you w...