An orange on the table
Your dress on the rug
And you in my bed
Sweet present of the present
Cool of night
Warmth of my life
Even if happiness forgets you a little bit, never completely forget about it.
Jacques PrévertMots clés happiness
TA LJUBAV
Ta ljubav
Tako žestoka
Tako krhka
Tako nežna
Tako beznadežna
Ta ljubav lepa kao dan
I ružna kao vreme
Kad je vreme ružno
Ta ljubav tako istinita
Ta ljubav tako lepa
Tako srećna
Tako radosna
I tako nejasna
Što drhti od straha ko dete od mraka
Tako sigurna u svoje moći
Ko smiren čovek u mrkloj noći
Ta ljubav koja je plašila druge
Koja ih je terala da govore
Koja ih je terala da blede
Ta vrebana ljubav
Jer smo ih vrebali
Gonjena ranjena zgažena dotučena odbačena zaboravljena
Jer smo je gonili ranili zgazili dotukli odbacili zaboravili
Sva ta ljubav
Još tako živa
I tako osunčana
Ljubav je tvoja
Ljubav je moja
Ono što je bilo
Ono uvek novo
Što se nije promenilo
Istinito kao biljka
Ustreptalo kao ptica
Toplo živo kao leto
Možemo oboje
Otići vratiti se
Možemo zaboraviti
I posle opet zaspati
Probuditi se patiti
Ostariti opet zaspati
O smrti snevati
Probuditi se smešiti smejati
Podmladiti se pevati
Naša ljubav ostaje tu
Tvrdoglava kao mazga
Živa kao želja
Svirepa kao pamćenje
Glupa kao kajanje
Nežna kao uspomena
Hladna kao mermer
Lepa kao dan
Kao dete slabašna
Smeši nam se nestašno
Govori a ništa ne kaže
Slušam je drhteći strašno
I vičem
Vičem zbog tebe
Vičem zbog sebe
Preklinjem te
Zbog tebe zbog sebe zbog svih što se vole
I što su se voleli
Da vičem joj
Zbog tebe zbog sebe i zbog svih ostalih
Koje ne poznajem
Ostani tu
Ostani gde si
Tu gde si nekad bila
Ostani tu
Ne miči se
Ne odlazi
Mi što smo voljeni
Mi smo te zaboravili
A ti nas ne zaboravi
Samo smo tebe na zemlji imali
Ne dozvoli da postanemo hladni
Mnogo dalje uvek
I bilo gde
Javi nam se da si živa
Mnogo kasnije u nekom šumarku
U šumi pamćenja iskrsni
I nama se pridruži
Ruku nam pruži
I spasi nas
Le malheur avait mis
les habits du mensonge
Ils étaient d’un beau rouge
couleur du sang du cœur
Mais son cœur à lui était gris
Penché sur la margelle
il me chantait l’amour
Sa voix grinçait comme la poulie
Et moi
dans mon costume de vérité
je me taisais et je riais
et je dansais
au fond du puits
Et sur l’eau qui riait aussi
la lune brillait contre le malheur
la lune se moquait de lui.
Quicksands
Demons and Wonders
Winds and Tides
Yet in the distance the sea has
withdrawn
Demons and Wonders
Winds and Tides
And you
Like a seaweed the wind gently
caresses
In the sands of your bed you're
moving dreaming
Demons and Wonders
Winds and Tides
Yet in the distance the sea has
withdrawn
But in your half-opened eyes
Two small waves staid
Demons and Wonders
Winds and Tides
Two small waves to drown myself.
Remember Barbara
It rained all day on Brest that day
And you walked smiling
Flushed enraptured streaming-wet
In the rain
Remember Barbara
It rained all day on Brest that day
And I ran into you in Siam Street
You were smiling
And I smiled too
Remember Barbara
You whom I didn't know
You who didn't know me
Remember
Remember that day still
Don't forget
A man was taking cover on a porch
And he cried your name
Barbara
And you ran to him in the rain
Streaming-wet enraptured flushed
And you threw yourself in his arms
Remember that Barbara
And don't be mad if I speak familiarly
I speak familiarly to everyone I love
Even if I've seen them only once
I speak familiarly to all who are in love
Even if I don't know them
Remember Barbara
Don't forget
That good and happy rain
On your happy face
On that happy town
That rain upon the sea
Upon the arsenal
Upon the Ushant boat
Oh Barbara
What shitstupidity the war
Now what's become of you
Under this iron rain
Of fire and steel and blood
And he who held you in his arms
Amorously
Is he dead and gone or still so much alive
Oh Barbara
It's rained all day on Brest today
As it was raining before
But it isn't the same anymore
And everything is wrecked
It's a rain of mourning terrible and desolate
Nor is it still a storm
Of iron and steel and blood
But simply clouds
That die like dogs
Dogs that disappear
In the downpour drowning Brest
And float away to rot
A long way off
A long long way from Brest
Of which there's nothing left.
Mots clés poetry english barbara jacques prevert
Notre Père qui êtes aux cieux. Restez-y. Et nous nous resterons sur la terrre. Qui est quelquefois si jolie...
Jacques PrévertTre fiammiferi di fila accesi nella notte
il primo per vedere tutto il tuo viso
il secondo per vedere i tuoi occhi
il terzo per vedere la tua bocca
e l'oscurità intera per ricordare tutto questo
mentre ti stringo tra le braccia.
Démons et merveilles
Vents et marées
Au loin déjà la mer s'est retirée
We should try to be happy, just to set an example
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