22 November 2012

the city's smiles

Han høyrdes langs halve gata.
Murveggene langs begge sider gav god klang til songen hans.

Etter litt såg eg han.

Han såg ut som og oppførte seg som kven som helst vanlig ungdom.
Tydelig ikkje stimulert av noko anna enn manglande frykt for å bli lagt merke til.

Etter vel eitt kvartal trefte han resten av kameratgjengen, og det blei stilt i byen igjen.

Men smilet låg att på leppene til oss som bare høyrde og såg.


I heard him singing along half the street.
The brick buildings along both sides, enhanced his voice.

After a little time I saw him.

He looked like and behaved like any other youth.
Obviously not stimulated by anything else than lack of fear of being noticed.

After a block or two, he met and joined his fiends, and the city was boring quiet again.

But the smiles remained on the lips of us who only listened and watched.

2 comments:

  1. "...not stimulated by anything else than lack of fear of being noticed..." - nice stimulator!
    B.

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  2. Hi B
    right..
    and I think this free nature was what lifted the spirit of the rest of us.

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