Mittwoch, 8. August 2018

скончавшийся

Прочтите прошлое
из рассказов
время
до
какие
изменить

то
если мы
не
ушли
заблуждение
чувства
безнадежно
скончавшийся

fallen asleep

Read the past
from the stories
the time
Until something changes

Then
if we do not
there are more
the delusion
the senses
hopeless
fallen asleep

pline de însemnătate

Urmează-ți sufletul
atunci va
ei în visele tale
ați dumneavoastră
modul propriu
pline de însemnătate
viața ta
dezvălui

own way

Follow your soul
then she will
in your dreams
to you
your
own way
the sense
of your life
reveal

ਚਰਚ

ਚਰਚ
ਇੱਕ ਲਿਵਿੰਗ ਰੂਮ
ਖਾਲੀ ਹੈ
ਕੋਈ ਲੋਕ ਨਹੀਂ
ਕੰਧ 'ਤੇ
ਕਿਤਾਬਾਂ ਦੀ ਸ਼ੈਲਫਜ਼
ਲੰਮੇ ਸਮੇਂ ਦੇ ਰਿਕਾਰਡ
ਇਸ ਦੀ ਸਮੱਗਰੀ
ਕੋਈ ਵੀ ਇੱਕ
ਛੂਹ
ਕੋਈ ਭਜਨ
ਪ੍ਰਸਿੱਧ
ਨੂੰ ਵੀ
ਨਾ
ਮੈਮੋਰੀ ਵਿੱਚ
ਔਲਾਦ
ਨਾ

not either

The nave
a living room
otherwise people
empty
the walls
bookshelves
LPs
its content
nobody touches
no melody
popular
not either
in memory
Descendants not

the kindergarden

reclining
on the
mattress
on the
path
from back then
in the
kindergarden
with the
anxiety
the foot end
will
run over

fantasmas

Sobre o
campo
encapuzado
fantasmas
retrocedendo
sobre
os floes
para eles
seguinte grito

the clods

On the
arable
disguised
Shape
fleeing over
the clods
to them
following scream

to betrayal

The blame
the real one
Makes
taking over
there you
of diversity
mandatory
think differently
act differently
lives differently
the knee
do not bend
to betrayal
of mind
and soul

بچه

بچه
داخل
برای
در یک
لحظه
برای تسکین
دعوی دعوی
در
دنیا
تسلیم دادن
این است
روح
هشدار
در این
سیاه
ملبس
بر
خیابان
آمدن
در این
ملاقات

in black dressed

The child
in itself
for one
moment
for relief
the lawsuit
to the world
surrendering
is the
Soul the
warning
in black
dressed
on the
road
opposite
coming in
the encounter

چوپتیا

منځ کې
چوپتیا
ډېره
آواز
غږ
يو
روح

the voice

In the middle of the silence
of the multi-sound
the voice
the one soul