недеља, 7. септембар 2025.

TIHA ZIMSKA NOĆ Autor: Nelly Poerich

 

TIHA ZIMSKA NOĆ

Autor: Nelly Poerich




Tiha zimska noć miriše na vino,
u senku meseca osećanje zbio.
Tvoje hrabre korake poledica slama,
a ove moje drske obuzdava dama.

Naš dvorac iz bajke zatrpan je snegom,
nada bodri srca premorena begom.
Zaškripaše kočije, rasteraše ptice,
naše bajne snove sada – lutalice.

Ah, ta luda ćutnja, potkovana strahom,
potpiruje želje dobrim starim Bahom.
Razležu se note prekrasnim salonom,
a ti, kao dete, igraš se balonom.

Salonke se viju s valcerom u taktu,
da bi me, kô nekad, prigrlio slatku.
Haljina ocrtava svaki delić draži,
a tvoja se ruka u vazduhu traži.

Vatra u kaminu najednom buknu,
kad lovačka puška iz daljine puknu.
Poskočih kô srna u okrilje tvoje,
tamo gde još živi dah ljubavi moje.

Snena zimska noć k’o maca prede,
nove se pahulje niz staze lede.
Šapat čulnih usana, poput kapi meda,
neka čudna sila odozgo nas gleda.

Silent Winter Night

Author: Nelly Poerich

A silent winter night smells faintly of wine,
into the moon’s shadow my feeling does twine.
Your brave steps falter, the ice makes you fall,
while mine, so defiant, her grace will enthrall.

Our castle of dreams lies buried in snow,
yet hope still whispers to hearts worn and slow.
Carriages creak, scattering the birds,
our wondrous dreams wander, like runaway words.

Ah, that mad silence, shod with fear,
fans hidden longing with Bach I hold dear.
Notes are unfolding, the salon they fill,
and you, like a child, play with a quill.

My satin heels follow the waltz’s embrace,
as once you held me, so tender, with grace.
The blue dress traces each curve that it knows,
while your seeking hand in the twilight flows.

The fire in the hearth flares up with might,
as a hunter’s gun cracks the faraway night.
I leap like a doe into your embrace,
where still lives the breath of my heart’s secret place.

The dreamy winter night purrs like a cat,
new snowflakes silver the paths where we sat.
The whisper of lips, like honey they stream,
and some higher power watches our dream.

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