Friday, November 5, 2010

Sparrow

Down to the stone fence, where nettles and rubbish powder of woodstack is, there goes the sparrow, deeper and away from sunshine and the cat.

The sparrow`s wing is broken, she cannot fly.

Tweet, tweet- the skylarks are high in the air. The swallows chirp and fly like arrows, white-throated and glossy black as they are, up and down, back and forth, they disappear to the sky and then come out again, the sun pours out it`s heavenly light and the evening`s glow-

Tweet, tweet!

Tweet, skylarks, swallows, sun, sky and air:

Tweet, tweet!

Does your heart also long for freedom, you outcasted sparrow with a broken wing, down, under the stone fence?

Tweet!

Does that little heart inside your grey coat know what desire is?

Juhan Liiv

(translated by c:)

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