Tomaž Domicelj - Slovenskega naroda sin dalszöveg fordítás angol nyelvre
Son of Slovenian nation
He lived in the mountains,
sung old songs,
enjoyed his life.
He drank a lot of wine.
As he first went into the world
he got a red flower
his mother gave him
with her gnarled hand to farewell
Father hasn't lost many words
he was used to curse the foreigners
He gave the boy for the memory
greens rosemary.
And said:
Where ever you will walk with him
Now that you are
only the Slovene nation is the son.
—
he's made his way all alone
he saw a lot of conspiracy
for him was difficult to overcome
he didn't know how to kill.
He used to cry so often
Waiting for a returning time
He has not only won
and that's why he lied
Day by day:
I do not care about pain
I live with them
as a Slovenian nation, son.
I do not care about pain
I live with them
as a Slovenian nation's son.
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2024.10.05.
Missing
I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon that swims upstream
and, defying the arrows, the bears, and the fishermen
arrives at the season of love.
I'll search for you in the eyes of the last friend,
I'll listen to the tolling of an ancient heart.
I'll search on the body of a lonely woman
the last “I love you” lost in her throat.
Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
They no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven’t seen “love”,
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
I'll search for you among the desks of an old schoolhouse
where in your book I left you a pansy.
I'll search in a song of revolution
another feeling and a song.
I'll search for you every day to the source
like a salmon swimming upstream,
a little hero at the risk of dying,
you give life to the sea for love.
Dear missing love,
where have you gone, where have you ended up?
Dear missing love,
they threw you away like a dress.
And they no longer want you, they no longer search for you,
you haven't seen 'love',
I asked an old poet
but they had broken his pencil.
Dear missing love.
~~~~~
Dear missing love.
2024.10.05.
Heavenly serenade
Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn't forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn't dreamed
It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more peace
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
It hurts so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
2024.10.05.
Heavenly serenade
Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart of one who hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that they haven’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of her kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her about the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade and nothing more
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
2024.10.05.
Heavenly serenade
Go
Heavenly serenade
Heavenly like the eyes of a woman
Who resembles so much a Madonna
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
The taste of your kisses
To dream again
To give a little more light
To this heart
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”
Go
You who have known everything
Calm the heart that hasn’t forgotten
The golden dreams that it hasn’t dreamed
It kills so much
The melancholy
Since my love
Is no longer mine
Go
Heavenly serenade
You, who know how much I suffer and how sad I am
Just tell her the tears it costs us
Heavenly serenade
And nothing more
To hear softly again:
“Good evening”