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B. Tomos Hajnal: Ill (Betegen in English)

Portre of B. Tomos Hajnal

Betegen (Hungarian)

Pár napja lappang,

bennem (sötét kór)  

a tél,

ropogtatja bordáim,

mint fagyott ágakat

a szél,

és a könnyek,

egyre csak késnek,

mint terhes-nagyfelhőkben

a hűs hópelyhek.



Uploaded byAndrea Van Horn
Publisherkafé fõnix
Source of the quotationhttp://kafe.hhrf.org
Publication date

Ill (English)

It festered the last few days,

inside me ( dark disease)

the winter,

cracking my ribs,

as gusts of air

do frozen branches,

and the tears,

are ever remiss,

like the cool snowflakes

inside great-pregnant

clouds.



Uploaded byAndrea Van Horn
Publisherkafé fõnix
Source of the quotationhttp://kafe.hhrf.org

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