{"id":6094,"date":"2015-08-31T21:46:23","date_gmt":"2015-08-31T21:46:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/?p=6094"},"modified":"2015-09-01T02:17:22","modified_gmt":"2015-09-01T02:17:22","slug":"koniec-lata-end-of-the-summer","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/koniec-lata-end-of-the-summer\/","title":{"rendered":"Koniec lata – end of the summer"},"content":{"rendered":"

Summer went by so fast…And now it’s back to school time. I still enjoy beautiful weather here in New Hampshire and will still take couple of nice trips to the ocean..<\/p>\n

Today I found a beautiful Polish poem about end of the summer (although I was not able to find the name of the author):<\/p>\n

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Image found on http:\/\/mlynarz.bikestats.pl<\/p><\/div>\n

Koniec lata<\/strong><\/p>\n

End of the summer
\n\u2740<\/strong><\/p>\n

To lato, o kt\u00f3rym ka\u017cdy cicho marzy\u0142,<\/strong>
\n Szybko przemin\u0119\u0142o, zgodnie z kalendarzem.<\/strong>
\n D\u0142ugo swoim \u017carem wszystkich rozgrzewa\u0142o,<\/strong>
\n K\u0105pieli s\u0142onecznych ka\u017cdy wci\u0105\u017c ma ma\u0142o.<\/strong><\/p>\n

This summer, about which everyone silently dreamed of,
\nQuickly passed, according to the calendar.
\nFor a long time warmed everyone.
\nEveryone still has not enough sunbathing.
\n \u2740<\/strong>
\n Jesie\u0144, kt\u00f3ra przysz\u0142a w pe\u0142nym blasku s\u0142o\u0144ca,<\/strong>
\n Nigdy nie zast\u0105pi letnich dni do ko\u0144ca.<\/strong>
\n Nie ubra\u0142a jeszcze nieba w ciemne chmury,<\/strong>
\n Jeno drzewa stroi w z\u0142ota i purpury.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Autumn, which came in the full glare of the sun,
\nNever replace summer days to the end.
\nNot even the sky dressed in dark clouds,
\nOnly trees are dressed in gold and purple.
\n \u2740<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ni\u0107 babiego lata paj\u0105k znowu\u017c prz\u0119dzie,<\/strong>
\n Wietrzyk j\u0105 przenosi i rozwiesza wsz\u0119dzie.<\/strong>
\n Na tych niciach rosa osiada kroplami,<\/strong>
\n By w promieniach s\u0142o\u0144ca zal\u015bni\u0107 brylantami.<\/strong><\/p>\n

The thread of gossamer spider spins again,
\nThe breeze carries it and hangs everywhere.
\nIn these strands drops of dew settle,
\nTo soak up the sun like bright diamonds.
\n \u2740<\/strong>
\n I cho\u0107 now\u0105 szat\u0119 przyroda przywdziewa,<\/strong>
\n Na jej cze\u015b\u0107 ju\u017c prawie \u017caden ptak nie \u015bpiewa.<\/strong>
\n Dnie s\u0105 coraz kr\u00f3tsze, a wieczory zimne,<\/strong>
\n Ksi\u0119\u017cyc nie podgl\u0105da, ju\u017c schadzek intymnych.<\/strong><\/p>\n

And although a new robe nature puts on,
\nIn her honor almost no bird sings.
\nThe days are getting shorter and the nights colder.
\nMoon is not watching intimate trysts any more.<\/p>\n

\u2740<\/strong>
\nSmutno jest na polach, co tak pustk\u0105 \u015bwiec\u0105,<\/strong>
\n Ptaki si\u0119 zlatuj\u0105, bo wkr\u00f3tce odlec\u0105.<\/strong>
\n Trzeba si\u0119 pogodzi\u0107 z t\u0105 kolej\u0105 rzeczy,<\/strong>
\n Bo lepszej nam teraz nikt nie zabezpieczy.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Fields are sad and empty,
\nBirds fly together, because soon they will fl away.
\nYou have to be reconciled with the course of things,
\nBecause it will not get any better<\/p>\n