Jenny Wrangborg - "I den här dikten"

[zuzurabi]

Jag är en ung tjej vid 13 åldern, gillar att skriva och beskriva allt som finns inom mig.

Mina tårar är mina ord och mina sår är mina meningar, se min kanal och lyssna på mina dikter! :D tack i förhand!

[Saamthepoet]

very good

[nomalsa]

this is the greatest of them all.

[fivefivenight]

Den här dikten är en av mina favoritdikter av alla jag nånsin läst. Den blev ännu bättre nu när jag sett den här videon.

[Sosserian]

Yes, it's a great poem!

[192168060]

I found the words on the website, but Google Translate didn't work so good. Could anyone make a clearer translation please? Or at least the general "story" line...It's such a beautiful poem...from what i could understand.

Such a pure and simple logic...it almost hurts

[Garakh]

Translation:

In this poem

But in this poem you are not dead

you can still call up your sister and tell about that guy you just started dating,

you can run into each other down at the grocery store,

put back the frozen foods and head out and buy a kebab instead

[Garakh]

in this poem it doesn't matter how fast it went or how much it hurt

you sit in your kitchen and worry about the exams

you look at the dishes but don't care about washing them,

you can do it tomorrow; there is a tomorrow

[Garakh]

in this poem I don't walk beside my sister on King's Street, she doesn't tell me about how much time has passed, that you ought to see each other now, that she sometimes dials your number only to realize that noone's going to answer in this poem I don't put my hand on her shoulder and tell her things you say when you have no idea what you should say

[Garakh]

in this poem we don't know how quickly things change

in this poem it's rining and we still care about leaving the apartment,

it matters what weather it is today

in this poem I don't call you from the other side of the world to ask your sister if she can

go on living without you, but get no answer

we don't recieve short texts of how broken everything is

in this poem things are relatively unbroken

in this poem death doesn't exist

this poem is not about you

it is about everything else

[Garakh]

because in this poem we talk about time like it is ours

the future as if was a straight line

memories like they can't change (anything)

in this poem death doesn't exist

you sit in your kitchen

the dishes are in the sink

it's raining but you go outside nonetheless

[Garakh]

@192168060 Now you have your translation :-) Better late then never

[KillingBosby]

I do not understand, and yet it is beautiful to me.

[Garakh]

@KillingBosby I provided a translation here. Don't know if you get a message if I post it here, so I try replying to your posts too :-)