ALONE by Edgar Allan Poe
From childhood's hour I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same source I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My heart to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the cloud that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue
Of a demon in my view.)
za one koji baš dobro neznaju engleski (ja san prevela)
SAM
Iz djetinstva još Ja nisam bio
Kako su drugi bili; Ja nisam vidio
Kako su drugi vidjeli; Nisam mogo uzeti
Svoju strast iz običnog proljeća.
S istog izvora Ja nisam uzeo
Svoj jad; Nisam mogao probuditi
Svoje srce da se raduje u istom tonu;
I sve što sam volio; Volio sam sam.
Tada- u mom djetinstvu, u svitanje
Olujnog života- crpljeno je
Iz svake dubine dobra i bolesna
Tajna koja me još uvijek veže:
Iz bujice, s vrla,
Iz crvene stijene s planine,
Iz sunca koje kruži oko mene omotana
Jesenom mu zlatnom tintom,
Iz munje s nebu
Dok prolazi pored mene,
Iz groma i oluje,
I oblaka ..............
(Kada je ostatak raja bio plav
od demona u mom pogledu)
Post je objavljen 06.09.2006. u 19:13 sati.