Never, by John Cobley I awoke. Yes, the roof of a coffin — I extend /
My arms forcefully and call /
For help. Yes, I remember those torments /
Before death — yes, it ...
Never, by A. Wachtel, I. Kutik and M. Denner I wake. Yes, it's a coffin lid. — With effort /
I reach my hands out and I call /
For help. Yes, I recall the tortures /
Of dying. — Yes, this i...
Never, by Cecil Maurice Bowra I am awake... A coffin-lid... I strain /
To lift my hands from it in violent shaking. /
I cry for help. I call to mind the pain /
That I endured...
in croatian
Atanasije Fet (hrvatski)
Nikada, Rafaela Božić Šejić Probudih se. Da, pokrov lijesa. — Ruke /
U grču pružam, vapim, pozivam /
U pomoć. Da, i pamtim one muke /
smrtne. — Da, to je java! — opipam /
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