Keresés: creaked, Nincs Cím, x, Translated by Zsuzsanna Ozsvát, , Nincs Cím, landlord's black-eyed daughter--, Bess, the landlord's daughter--, Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair., Dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked, Where Tim, the ostler listened--his face was white and peaked--, His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay,, But he loved the landlord's daughter--, The , x, half-smoked cigars, dead beer,, Her shriveled petals falling, On the faded carpet, the stale, Steak grease stuck to her fuzzy leaves., (Dried-out, she creaked like a tulip.), , The things she endured!--, The dumb dames shrieking half the night, Or the two of us, alone, both seedy,, Me breath, Translated by Zsuzsanna Ozsvát, Attila Jozsef, Mama, On Mama now my thoughts have dawdled, all of a week. Clothes-basket cradled, creaked on her hip; she'd climb the stairway, up to the drying-attic's airway., Then, for I was an honest fellow,, how I would shriek and stamp and bellow!, That swollen laundry needs no mother., Take me, and leave it to another., , ,KiNeHagyd, Ki Ne Hagyd

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Nincs Cím

... landlord's black-eyed daughter--
Bess, the landlord's daughter--
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.

Dark in the dark old inn-yard a stable-wicket creaked
Where Tim, the ostler listened--his face was white and peaked--
His eyes were hollows of madness, his hair like mouldy hay,
But he loved the landlord's daughter--
The ...

2012-11-30 02:11:01

... half-smoked cigars, dead beer,

Her shriveled petals falling

On the faded carpet, the stale

Steak grease stuck to her fuzzy leaves.

(Dried-out, she creaked like a tulip.)

The things she endured!--

The dumb dames shrieking half the night

Or the two of us, alone, both seedy,

Me breath...

2010-05-10 08:55:20

Translated by Zsuzsanna Ozsvát

Attila Jozsef

Mama

On Mama now my thoughts have dawdled
all of a week. Clothes-basket cradled
creaked on her hip; she'd climb the stairway
up to the drying-attic's airway.

Then, for I was an honest fellow,
how I would shriek and stamp and bellow!
That swollen laundry needs no mother.
Take me, and leave it to another....

2010-04-27 00:12:53

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