Dissolving Into Mist

[deti_bajri]

TRANSLATED: JOHN HODGSON


DISSOLVING INTO MIST

He leaves, slowly leave,
Round head dissolving into mist.
Here where I am, memory gnaws me.
I close my eyes to keep his memory.

He leaves, slowly leave,
Round head melting into fog.
Here where I am, I play the guitar,
Autumn shakes the leaves, dry leaves.

You dissolve in the mist of an ashen day,
Leaving me to grow old in the long days.
I don’t like this departure at all.
Remember: this is where your flowers flame!

Some day, I will grow old, are you not sorry
To wear out your life with Mozart records?
You slowly leave and dissolve into mist.
Autumn shakes the leaves, dry leaves.

He leaves, slowly leaves,
Round head melting into fog.
Here where I am, memory gnaws me.
I close my eyes to keep his memory.

1985



Ps
Kjo poezi eshte shkeputur nga libri im i pare, i perkthyer nga miku im poet, John HODGSON.

[mbreta]

it is very nice

live for today
yesterday is gone
tomorrow maybe never come


mbreta

[Liridona]

it is very nice

live for today
yesterday is gone
tomorrow maybe never come


mbreta

Mbreta(nicku me i cuditshem qe lexova),dikush,nganjehere(ne fakt teper rralle),i bashkon qe te tria.Eshte nje mrekulli qe dhe bjeshka se ze!
Qeshtu pasha daden.

[*~Rexhina~*]

shume teme e kendshme, kind of sad though.

[Darzana]

Vertet me pelqen kjo poezi e perkthyer , e qe nuk ka humbur origjinalitetine poezis se shkruar me par ne ne gjuhen shqipe. Te lumt .