• Язык:
    Новонорвежский (Nynorsk)



Eg – papegøyen frå eit lyst arkipelag,
bur nå i romkvadratet til ein trollkar.
Rundt meg er globusar, papir og kolbar,
og gamlinghosten, klokka sine slag.

La gå at når han manar, i eit jag
av stemmer, blikket stikk som kården stålkald,
blæs skrekk og mot opp vengefjøra solka,
mot skuggeugler går eg straks til slag...

La gå! Men knapt har cella til min særling
fått vitjing, ein som søker hell i kjærleik
og spel, ein ryggeslaus med gullsydd frakk, –

da ser eg skuta i ei bukt så herlig
i blikkstille og sol ... men fåfengt snakk
kan ikkje gløyme, løyndommen er uærlig.

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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...

The Giraffe

O, the look in your eyes this morning is more than usually sad, / With your little arms wrapped round your knees and body bent in half. / Let me tell you a story: far, far away, on the distant shores of Lake Chad, / There roams a most majestic giraffe / / Blessed with a handsome build and...

A Ballad

My friend, Lucifer gave five horses to me, / And a radiant ruby-stone beautiful ring, / So that I could go down to marvelous caves, / And could see there heaven's celestial face. / / Snorted horses, and zealous, they hoofed, and they begged / To race over and over the space of the earth...