Draga sve su ove riječi tek dubok uzdah
i na usnama mojim drhtav dah
u ponoru crnom varljive nutrine
sve su moje misli razbacane
ko kristalne čaše u utrobi gnjiloj
razbijene viltrine
volio bih draga, da uđeš u moj san
i da naša vatra kao oganj plamsa
da u noćima mojim svijetliš kao dan
- znam!
sve pojave,
sva bića
i sve stvari
čine začarani krug
sve
ima
svoj
početak
i
svoj
kraj
sunce se na istoku budi
a na zapadu spava
dan
za
danom
juri
teče vrijeme
vrijeme curi
ko rijeka se lije
danas što je bilo
sutra već nije
sve izgara,
sve značaj gubi
sve gubi znamen....
čak se i kamen
pretvara u prah
... a tvoja je ruka tako nježna,
tvoj je pogled tako plah...
- volim te, draga!
i toga me je strah
Vinko Kalinić
Iz zbirke:
“Krik moga dana”
Fear
My darling, all these words are just deep sigh
a shivering breath on my lips
in the abyss black of deceptive interior
all my thoughts are scattered
like crystal glasses in rotten intestines
of the broken showcase
I’d love you my darling to enter into my dream
that our fire burns like a bonfire
so, you can shine like a day in my nights
- I know!
all happenings,
all beings
and all things
make a spellbound circle
everything
has
its own
biginning
and
its own
end
the sun raises in the east
and sleeps in the west
day
by
day
rushes
time runs
time flows
as a river pours
today what it was
tommorow is already not
all burns out,
all meaning fades
all loses indication...
even the rock
into ashes turns
...only your hand is so gentle,
your look is so impetuous...
- I love you, darling !
and I’m in fear
a shivering breath on my lips
in the abyss black of deceptive interior
all my thoughts are scattered
like crystal glasses in rotten intestines
of the broken showcase
I’d love you my darling to enter into my dream
that our fire burns like a bonfire
so, you can shine like a day in my nights
- I know!
all happenings,
all beings
and all things
make a spellbound circle
everything
has
its own
biginning
and
its own
end
the sun raises in the east
and sleeps in the west
day
by
day
rushes
time runs
time flows
as a river pours
today what it was
tommorow is already not
all burns out,
all meaning fades
all loses indication...
even the rock
into ashes turns
...only your hand is so gentle,
your look is so impetuous...
- I love you, darling !
and I’m in fear
Vinko Kalinić
(Translated
by Darko Kotevski)
by Darko Kotevski)
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