Stillhetens åndedrag - #51. Det forteller hun lett
John Bjarne Grover
0 | 51. Det forteller hun lett | 51. That she easily tells |
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1 | Jeg angrer som henne - | I regret like her - |
2 | var stjernen i paradis, | was the star in paradise, |
3 | så skyggene renne | saw the shadows run |
4 | fra skuldrenes kryss | from the shoulders' cross |
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5 | og trærne sto høye | and the trees stood tall |
6 | i valmueglans. | in poppy splendour. |
7 | Jeg så henne bøye | I saw her bow down |
8 | sin søyle på langs. | her spine forwards. |
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9 | Så måtte vi lete | Then we had to search around |
10 | under himmelens gys. | under the heaven's shiver. |
11 | Jeg så hennes sete | I saw her seat |
12 | i valmuens lys. | in the poppy's light. |
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13 | Mitt tog kom presis klokken ti tjuesju | My train came precisely at 10:27 |
14 | og lytter til kveldens rustikk | and listens to the evening's rustics |
15 | og svingte meg opp mot den hellige Gud, | and swung me up towards the holy God, |
16 | lyser i kveldens mystikk. | shines in the evening's mysticism. |
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17 | Jeg talte 1001 slanke trær | I counted 1001 slender trees |
18 | i den første himmel. | in the first heaven. |
19 | Min telling var ikke engang binær - | My count was not even binary - |
20 | når kateterets vrimmel. | reaches the tumults of the teacher's desk. |
© John Bjarne Grover
On the web 23 october 2023