Matio
07-08-2008, 06:51 AM
hello people:) I'm 18yo Lithuanian and I've tried to translate one of my poems to English. Thank you for reading:)
Here it is:
ave stop waiting I will not name myself cause now
I am changing my name and drowning little bugs.
let the concert begins. do be do be do na na na na na
somehow I cannot see any violins so what is
that guy with a bow doing there?
there is also a little girl on the stage. she can swim.
I should come here everyday. these strings they are tender.
playing together is sweet but my mic is off.
maybe it got wet? audience need beats. I will whisper
to your ear so you could tell them all the news
from riverlife. we stream through sleeping plains and their rocks
we drown them in our clear saliva but we let everyone to sail with us.
trouts are our worms thankfully they do not bite us.
please stream with me but against the flush.
there are lots of votaries too. they keep a
quite tongue for ages but when they start clapping
it hurts our dorsums and we start bowing to all
two directions. trout and the guy with a bow will stay
in the wings near bulrushes. later they will show us
pictures of this insanity. and Miyazaki will be carrying
lampraey's tea. the moon will be full.
I have not flowed for half-year but I have been meeting Varduva
in confluences. its dirty water forgotten notes
and drunk producer made no noise.
when you come water will deverge making a clean sound
or even a melody. my bottom is full of coins but no one comes here
again. I am not a busker I just need some small stones
and slivers to polish in summer nights. I do not know
where my flush started I do not care where it will
end up but I will never save a fisher. you can
throw leaves and cones at me. you can even
sink a dead harpsichord in me maybe this would
shelter a passerby. oh crap.
so that means viridescent water can sing. you need
just a right waterfall and echo. please put your
nullah out of my way we do not want our water to mix.
this would be too terrifying for the minor crustaceans.
furthermore audience is too liquid for incest.
let's just drown together I know it is so charming.
rivers do not change their name when people changes.
trust me I want to play for you to sough for you like
overrided violin but there is a dam ahead.
Here it is:
ave stop waiting I will not name myself cause now
I am changing my name and drowning little bugs.
let the concert begins. do be do be do na na na na na
somehow I cannot see any violins so what is
that guy with a bow doing there?
there is also a little girl on the stage. she can swim.
I should come here everyday. these strings they are tender.
playing together is sweet but my mic is off.
maybe it got wet? audience need beats. I will whisper
to your ear so you could tell them all the news
from riverlife. we stream through sleeping plains and their rocks
we drown them in our clear saliva but we let everyone to sail with us.
trouts are our worms thankfully they do not bite us.
please stream with me but against the flush.
there are lots of votaries too. they keep a
quite tongue for ages but when they start clapping
it hurts our dorsums and we start bowing to all
two directions. trout and the guy with a bow will stay
in the wings near bulrushes. later they will show us
pictures of this insanity. and Miyazaki will be carrying
lampraey's tea. the moon will be full.
I have not flowed for half-year but I have been meeting Varduva
in confluences. its dirty water forgotten notes
and drunk producer made no noise.
when you come water will deverge making a clean sound
or even a melody. my bottom is full of coins but no one comes here
again. I am not a busker I just need some small stones
and slivers to polish in summer nights. I do not know
where my flush started I do not care where it will
end up but I will never save a fisher. you can
throw leaves and cones at me. you can even
sink a dead harpsichord in me maybe this would
shelter a passerby. oh crap.
so that means viridescent water can sing. you need
just a right waterfall and echo. please put your
nullah out of my way we do not want our water to mix.
this would be too terrifying for the minor crustaceans.
furthermore audience is too liquid for incest.
let's just drown together I know it is so charming.
rivers do not change their name when people changes.
trust me I want to play for you to sough for you like
overrided violin but there is a dam ahead.