Galloping Green: May 1962 (English)
He clutched the shallow drum
and crouched forward, thin
as a beast of prey. The shirt
stretched at his waist. He stared
to one side, toward the others,
and struck the skin cruelly
with his nails. Sharp
as the answering arid bark
his head quivered, counting. | Uploaded by | P. T. |
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Galloping Green, 1962 májusa (Hungarian)
Kezében már az ócska dob.
Előregörbed. Oly sovány, mint
egy ragadozómadár. Feszül
hátán az ing. Oldalvást néz
a többiekre, aztán
a körmeivel kegyetlenül
a bőrre üt. Recsegve,
mint a visszhangzó száraz felhám,
inog ütemet számláló feje. | Uploaded by | P. T. |
| Source of the quotation | T. A. |
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