Tovaabiitom ezt az uezenetet, mert a vers szeep, ees magyar fordiitaas meeg
nincs.  Ha te hollandul eerted, az eredeti verset olvashatod a web oldalon.
 Een angol vagyok, ees csak a ciimet fordiithatom:
              A kooe viraagzik.
Weores Saandor verseire hasonliit, ugy-e.
Alex
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THE STONE BLOSSOMS

The stone blossoms.
The stone that cannot blossom,
How it blossoms, that stone.

Its flowers are full of colour.
Coloured like the clouds, when the moon lights their edges,
Coloured like your eyes, my love,
And warm.
Coloured like joyful ideas,
Full of colour like waves swelling far out to sea.

How the stone blossoms.
How it blossoms, the stone that cannot blossom...

It smells of the wind that blows away wailing,
It smells of things that need no explaining,
Of blood,
Roast chestnuts,
Crowds in the streets.
It smells of freedom of seeing and feeling
And bewitches colourful butterflies.

That's how the stone blossoms,
The stone that cannot blossom.
I'll come back,
I'll come back, my love, with one of its flowers.



Poem by: Arjen Duinker
Translation: David Colmer

Sziasztok!
Olvasva a pro es kontra velemenyeket e kenyes kerdesrol, arra gondoltam,
hogy figyelmetekbe ajanlom azt a tenyt, hogy a vita csak elmeleti szintu
lehet, mert a halalbuntetes visszaallitasahoz rengeteg nemzetkozi
egyezmenyt kellene ujrafogalmazni, raadasul az EU-hoz valo
csatlakozasunk is kerdesesse valna. Talan errol az oldalrol is erdemes
megvitatni a kerdest!

Ymee