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Kolberger - poems

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I loved the lady ...

I loved the lady - and the love of my

can still smoldering remnants of the soul,

But let it not concern you,

I do not want you sad even think that.

loved without hope and humility,

In the passion of jealousy, shyness, fear,

So tender, so true - that God forbid,
to another so you can fall in love.

Alexander Pushkin





already love you for so many years

already love you for so many years
alternately in the darkness and singing,
may is already eight years old,
maybe nine - I do not know;

splątało to zmierzchło - where you, and where I
I do not know - and I think at the halfway point,
that thou art a revolt and defeat, and fog,
and I are your lashes and curls.

Konstanty Ildefons Gałczyński

After years

After long years for the first time I'm going
autumn this avenue.
As time passes, as time passes.

yellowed leaves in July to shake
And trembles on the path of deep blue shade.
the two sides two rows of tree trunks black.

on a bench, a century-old stock
activity, suddenly threw a look ...
Here we sat in that day ...

walked briskly though.

Leopold Staff

Tired thunderstorm madness

Tired storms of madness, like the ship drunk
There 's nothing I would not, but a great silence
And someone who will understand my grief unnamed,
Someone who hears my wordless longing;

Someone who is bright soul przepoi my life,
as to remove the peace of God rested on the Passion,
Someone who will calm the raging heart,
putting me in the eyes merciful hands.

lucky I'm going after her. After the silence. To whom?
way? Oh, how blind! As usual - ahead.
I know that it is always a hit that will go the way
Cause all my roads lead to you.

Julian Tuwim