Tuesday, 16 January 2018

A Sound - Juhan Liiv

When I was small,
a sound rang in my breast.

And as I grew,
the sound in my breast gained force.

Now this sound has almost buried me,
under it my breast has been ruined.

This sound is my life and my soul,
for them the earthy circle has narrowed.

Juhan Liiv (1864–1913) Estonia
Translated by Jüri Talvet and H. L. Hix
First appeared in Estonian Literary Magazine
Source: Estonian Literature Centre

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