A keresés eredménye

The Priest's Beautiful Daughter

I was still completely young,
I was hunting some pond birds, then,
When she came to bathe,
The priest's beautiful daughter.
She didn't know where I was,
That I watched her through the reeds and the sedge,
And across the river, night fell
Like a veil.
The moon smolders over a willow,
A swarm of stars glows in the sky,
And drops of water, as pearls,
That shine all over her...
O crazy heart, crazy dreams,
All my friends already became men,
While I wanted only one,
The priest's beautiful daughter.
With a strange song, rung the road
That winter, marriage came for her,
From far away, some people,
Stranger to me.
And I really passed through the alley,
The first snow was falling.
And sometimes, still, ring the bells,
That carry me away, who knows where?
To get married, I have time,
That is why, well, I stayed alone until now
And never since, did I meet
The priest's daughter.
One life, calm, silent
Sometimes I throw a card or write a verse
Things flow,
I stay above them.
And I kiss good ones, I kiss easy ones
Some true ones, and some not.
And they are all fairies, they are all queens,
And they are all irrelevant, compared to her...
 

The Protopresbyter's Beautiful Daughter

I was still quite young, hunting the waterbirds when the beautiful prota's* daughter came for a swim.
 
She had no idea I was there watching her in secret through the reed and sedges and the night had fallen over the river like a cloak.
 
The moon was smouldering above the willow trees, a swarm of stars silvering in the sky and drops of water like pearls radiating all over her.
 
Oh, my crazy heart and crazy dreams, all of my friends were becoming lads already and I wanted only her, beautiful prota's daughter.
 
A strange song ringing on the road, that winter the wedding party came for her, from afar, some folks very foreign to me. And I was just passing by our street, the first snow was falling...And every now and then I still hear the jingle bells that are taking her away, nobody knows where...
 
In no hurry to get married, I remained a bachelor till now, you see, and I never met the beautiful prota's daughter again.
 
A life of peace and quiet, sometimes I play cards or write a verse, things are happening and I stay out of it.
 
I'm kissing the good ones and kissing the easy ones, some are 'the one' and some aren't, and they all are fairies and they all are Queens, and all are irrelevant in comparison to her.
 

NEVENA

Sale Nadj** died in his sleep,
the day was just starting to grey,
and I don't know what's suspicious there
since he also lived in his dreams.
 
They say he must've felt it was the end,
roomer has it he never set the clock.
Well now, he knew he was losing that war.
Some people have bad dreams,
to others, each sunrise is a nightmare.
 
The priest was moaning the Psalm
as if it were a verse learned as punishment.
In front of the Chapel the nobility and scum
from the same regiment of the defeated.
 
Luckily he didn't have what to leave,
'cos he wouldn't have to whom...
He'd squandered his life his way,
his Will but a sketch on a box of matches.
 
Chorus: The patient fingers of inevitability are dispersing the prelude of a song I know well, and if there's anything else left to forgive you for...there you go...that too, I forgive you tonight. A roaring ocean of unavoidability, the sky is heavy on the soft teal of the ceiling, but that's nothing that can't be treated with two-three drops of tenderness in the wine from Ravanica.***
 
Yes, Sale Nadj died in his sleep,
I guess he was dreaming of Srem.****
That water well cold at the bottom
and the vine shade shadowed porch.
 
I guess he was dreaming of her,
whose name's known only to God,
and that what happened in the yoke of that dream
simply had killed him.
 
Chorus: The patient fingers of...
 
*A female given name, derived from the name for the marigold flower.
 
**A man whose first name is Sasha and surname is Nadj /nɑːdʒ/. Sale is a version of Sasha.
 
***Serbian Orthodox monastery. Pronounced Ravanizza, 'ts' as in 'ragazza' Italian for a girl.)
 
****A district in Vojvodina, which is a province in Serbia.