Nastasimir Franovic
Scritti da Nastasimir Franovic
- 78 Poesie
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Waiting for the morning
Poesia
Imperceptible, drop by drop. Dew is coming,
spreading along lazy dawn.
The moon is waving(…)
spreading along lazy dawn.
The moon is waving(…)
Guardians of the graves
Poesia
Our graves are made of rough stone. Gray as a rainy sky.
Scattered across flowery meadows like(…)
Scattered across flowery meadows like(…)
Palabra
Poesia
Palabra
en una canción
atiborraría el mundo
concebido como el mío
la miro como un(…)
atiborraría el mundo
concebido como el mío
la miro como un(…)
Word
Poesia
Word
in one song
I would cram the world
conceived just like mine
I look at her(…)
I would cram the world
conceived just like mine
I look at her(…)
Cerezas de mayo
Poesia
Cerezas de mayo
mi rama fructífera está podada
llena de(…)
llena de(…)
May cherries
Poesia
May cherries
my fruitful branch is pruned
full of May cherries
red as blood
a crippled(…)
full of May cherries
red as blood
a crippled(…)
Wasteland
Poesia
Wasteland
Like a woman without children,
solitary stands an old vine.
Ghostly like a night(…)
Like a woman without children,
solitary stands an old vine.
Ghostly like a night(…)
Our eyes
Poesia
Our eyes
Eyes.
Your eyes.
My eyes.
No sound, no motion.
Silence in our eyes.
Living(…)
Eyes.
Your eyes.
My eyes.
No sound, no motion.
Silence in our eyes.
Living(…)
Thirst
Poesia
Thirst
Your breasts are like two full moons,
like two buds at the end of your hair curl.
I(…)
Your breasts are like two full moons,
like two buds at the end of your hair curl.
I(…)
Words
Poesia
Words
Where is the sun setting now?
The wind that ruffled your hair, is it blowing?
Never(…)
Where is the sun setting now?
The wind that ruffled your hair, is it blowing?
Never(…)