The Vision

The Vision

By Vladislav Petković Dis

Last night when to bed I did go,
Wishing my weary body to rest,
The spirit of past joy filled me, so
I began to open my heart blest.

In my past dreams, fine as rainbows,
This tough life I did not see there,
But my sky, the home of my sad lows
And you with a wreath in your hair.

You with a wreath. And sorrow did
A secret desire, dark and tender, fill,
Hiding your face up to your eyelid,
Below, you thought of me, all so still.

Your vision told me of how much
You suffered, that proud look despite:
As I beheld you, my thrill was such
I whisper’d I loved you as death that night.

The night was peacefully asleep,
Deep as the sea darkness spread,
With you and my lyre, but no sleep,
I greeted the dawn awake in my bed.

Today, I strolled around, sorrowful,
My each step was miserable and frail:
I know I then looked rather dreadful,
Suddenly I saw you, you looked pale.

Translation from the Serbian by:
Ljiljana Parović

Vidjenje

Noćas kada sam ja spavati hteo,
Željan da telo umorno odmaram,
Duh stare sreće obuze me ceo,
I ja sam poš’o srce da otvaram.

Iz snova prošlih, prijatnih ko duge
Nisam video ovaj život grubi,
Već moje nebo, moj zavičaj tuge
I tebe s vencem što ti kosu ljubi.

I tebe s vencem. A tuga se splela
U tajnu želju, punu nežne tame,
Koja ti skriva lice sve do čela,
Pod kojom misliš, nepomična, na me.

Pojava tvoja pričaše mi kako
Patiš, zajedno s pogledom ti holim:
Ja sam te gled’o i zanesen tako
Šaptao da te ko smrt svoju volim.

Noć je spavala pokrivena mirom,
Mrak se širio ko more duboko,
A ja sam budan, s tobom i sa lirom,
Doček’o zoru, ne sklopivši oko.

Danas sam set’o ulicama tužan,
Svaki mi korak beše prava beda:
Znam da izgledah tada vrlo ružan,
I tebe spazih, ti si bila bleda.

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