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Samota

Одиночество

Spal som, keď stroskotal môj rodný čln,
biely šliam prerušil môj sen
a ako po vymretí z čiernych vĺn
sa vynorila moja zem.

V tej zemi sa to hemží vraníkmi
a červenkastým zlatom grôt,
no za nocí tam ako uhlíkmi
očami blýska ocelot.

Tam trávy vytvárajú krásny vzor
a rieky sú jak zrkadlá,
no háje sú tam plné mandragor,
kvetov hrôz, bolesti a zla.

Na azúrovo-bielom mramore
som vztýčil vlajku nad maják,
nech tí, čo vyrážajú na more,
zďaleka zbadajú môj znak.

Ponúkal som im perie zo pštrosa,
plody i koralovú niť,
no nikomu z nich nezachcelo sa
snaženie plachiet zastaviť.

Ctili si staručkého profétu
a proroctvá, čo vyriekol,
že kto sem zablúdi, ten nájde tu
naveky iba plač a bôľ.

A nado mnou už dvíha samota
ohnivé knuty, povrazy,
lebo čo veštil starý pravotár,
súdené je mi poraziť.


Другие переводы:

  • Литовский
    Гинтарас Патацкас
    Vienatvė

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