PEISAZH Poem by ISMAÏL KADARÉ
PEISAZH
Ç'janë ato plaka me të zeza që flasin një gjuhë të vdekur
Sillen në fushën e ngrirë
Shkelin mbi ngricë gjithkund.
Korbat mbi kokat e tyre
Enden kërcënueshëm.
Krokama
E tyre tregon se në kodin
E lashtë diçka nuk punon.
Ç'janë ato plaka me të zeza që flasin një gjuhë të vdekur:
Korba mbi fushën e ngrirë.
Krokama të shkreta plot hutim.
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