Gawęda o miłości ziemi ojczystej (Tale About Love of Homeland)

Without that love one can live, have a heart as dry as a groundnut, drink the tiny fate with thimbles away from the miseries and consolations, know hope by its own measure build a hiding place in the darkness, decayed wood light call "dawning" of the sunshine speak nothing. What kind of love are they missing, so they are like a burned window, broken glass, dissipated smoke, like a suddenly fallen tree, grown too shallow into the ground, with its roots torned by the wind though it still lives part time, but it already loses its greens and no longer roars in the forest chorus? Oh, motherland, oh, land of brightness I will not be a fallen tree. Every day I grow stronger in you with my joy, sadness, pride, anger. I won't be like a broken strand, I reject empty words. One does not have to love you - and live but one can not bear fruit. That's antiquity in the deep ... Sometimes I stop in the middle of the road: may be a handful of unknown songs in a chest reinforced with iron, and perhaps a pitcher, and maybe a bow still warms in a womb of the earth, may be an ancient house threshold the one we have entered a history with? From here, with my thoughts I reach future centuries, I build new images. A stone lying on the bottom of the river I see it and I explore its shape. Of this stone, a future sculptor will carve a head of his contemporary. This stone is in the Vistula River, and in it, there is a future face hidden. So that a calmness to be on the face and kindness, and an intelligent smile, my nation works very hard, it fights and creates, and doesn't sleep. The rings of light years above us, the homeland under our feet. I will not be a shooed away bird nor its empty nest.

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Music

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• gaweda
• milosci
• Gawęda
• miłości
• ziemi
• ojczystej
• wisława
• szymborska
• boleslaw
• lucki
• bolucki

[MrYendreck]

Wisława Szymborska (Kórnik, 2 July 1923 – Kraków, 1 February 2012).

R.i.P.

[missjustT]

dzieki za upload, ale przydalyby sie jeszcze slowa wiersza po polsku. ale okej, google znajdzie ;)