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Poem by Antanas Strazdas (1760 – 1833)
VILLAGE LASSIE DAWN
A new day is dawning;
The star of dawn burns bright in the morning.
Loud sings the cock – a new day is dawning!
And the lark, and the lark,
In the blue heavens twittering,
Outspeeds the wind, its wings gaily fluttering.
Rejoicing,
It sings, in the clear height flying;
Hens cackle, their voices also trying.
An ox-calf,
Into the farmyard going,
Digs up the earth, lowing.
The lambs and goat-kids
Gleefully dance;
Cutting droll capers, they hop and prance.
What is that,
Over the forest, ruddy?
Whose bright light is the whole world flooding?
'Tis sunrise –
The sun, the sun is rising,
Scattering gold flowers, on the horizon.
Twittering, flitting,
Birds from their nests are appearing;
Roses bloom on a forest clearing.
Shining dewdrops,
Pearl-like, set on the meadow,
Bright-green, with flower-scents heady.
The cuckoo
Out in the woods stark coo-cooing;
Softly, softly, the dove is cooing.
A rabbit
Over the glade goes running,
Waving its ears, so cunning.
Bad weather!
At last you are going!
Glad are all creatures living and growing.
1814
Translated by Dorian Rottenberg
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