Oči
Oči
Beskonačne tvoje oči, mlada ženo,
Dve duge večeri u pustinji mora;
Dve sumorne bajke što uznemireno
Imaju šum slutnje u granama bora,
Dve mirne galije s crnim zastavama;
Dve žene u crnom, na molitvi neme;
Dve ponoćne reke kroz kraje od kama;
Dva glasnika bola koji kroz noć streme.
Oči moje žene, mračni triumf ploti,
Koje večnom tugom opijene behu,
Svoj su prostor našle u njenoj čistoti,
A svoj car nebeski u njenom grehu.
Od suza prosutih u velika bdenja,
Te beskrajne oči sijaju se s toga,
Dalekim i čudnim sjajem ushićenja,
Kao neke oči što videše Boga.
Čuvaju na svojoj beskonačnoj mreži
Sve tamne ekstaze snova koje sanja,
Oči nepregledne, na čijem dnu leži
Velika i mračna slabost očajanja.
Eyes
Your eternal eyes,young woman,
two long nights in the desert of sea;
two dark scared fairy tales that have
a hint of doubt in the branches of pines.
Two silent ships with black flags
two women in black,quiet on their prayers.
two midnight rivers through sharp landscape
two messengers of pain that hunt by night.
Eyes of my woman,dark triumph of body
that were drunk with eternal sadness
found their space in her purity
and their heavenly kingdom in her sin.
From tears shed in huge vigil
those endless eyes shine just for that
with distant and strange shine of anxiety
like some eyes that have seen God himself.
On their endless net,they keep
all dark ectasies of dreams they have,
Unclearly seen eyes,on wich bottom lies
dark and big weakness of despair.
[translated by djoxy]