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]