Ten išmėtytos raidės: nuo rytojaus nebus jokio laiko
Nebelis ir nepūs, jokio šalčio, sunkios sniego skraistės…
Ir naktis bus trumpesnė nei vienas absurdiškas haiku
Tik kažko susirinkę draugai tyliai skrendančią mirtį aplaistys
vėl tą vanienką su siūsiais padėjo
į tą vanienką atrodo jis prisiusoja galų gale
nu blima ir faina TOP SHOP vanienka kojoms; klausykit, kaip tik rašykams po rašymo stalu visai gerai būtų.
Ian Anderson
Requiem
Well, I saw a bird today --- flying from a bush and the
Wind blew it away.
And the black-eyed mother sun scorched the butterfly
At play --- velvet veined.
I saw it burn.
With a wintry storm-blown sigh, a silver cloud blew
Right on by.
And, taking in the morning, I sang --- O Requiem.
Well, my lady told me, ``Stay.''
I looked aside and walked away along the Strand.
But I didn't say a word, as the train time-table blurred
Close behind the taxi stand.
Saw her face in the tear-drop black cab window.
Fading in the traffic; watched her go.
And taking in the morning, heard myself singing ---
O Requiem.
Here I go again.
It's the same old story.
Well, I saw a bird today --- I looked aside and walked
Away along the Strand.
2009 01 17, Vlnius. Pyderai
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