{"id":6333,"date":"2016-03-26T22:04:03","date_gmt":"2016-03-26T22:04:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/?p=6333"},"modified":"2016-03-28T01:38:09","modified_gmt":"2016-03-28T01:38:09","slug":"how-these-beautiful-polish-easter-poems-tell-the-story-about-easter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.transparent.com\/polish\/how-these-beautiful-polish-easter-poems-tell-the-story-about-easter\/","title":{"rendered":"How these beautiful Polish Easter poems tell the story about Easter"},"content":{"rendered":"

Poems can tell a story in a beautiful way! I found these 2 beautiful Polish Easter poems and wanted to share them with you. I tried to do my best translating them for you:)<\/p>\n

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B\u00f3g odrzuci\u0142 ten kamie\u0144<\/strong><\/p>\n

God moved this stone<\/p>\n

B\u00f3g odrzuci\u0142 ten kamie\u0144 jakby nic nie wa\u017cy\u0142<\/strong>
\n I wsta\u0142 tak lekko z grobu,<\/strong>
\n \u017ce na twarzach stra\u017cy<\/strong>
\n Nie by\u0142o wida\u0107 l\u0119ku i zdumienia<\/strong>
\n Mo\u017ce nie zobaczyli nawet,<\/strong>
\n \u017ce si\u0119 \u015bwiat odmienia<\/strong><\/p>\n

God moved the stone as if he weighed nothing
\nHe raised so lightly from the grave
\nthat on the faces of the guards
\nIt did not show fear and amazement
\nMaybe they did not even notice,
\nthat the world is changing<\/p>\n

B\u00f3g zmartwychwsta\u0142,<\/strong>
\n odwali\u0142 groby naszych dom\u00f3w<\/strong>
\n Gdzie tak ju\u017c dobrze we \u015bnie dusznym by\u0142o<\/strong>
\n I nie przepu\u015bci\u0142 tej nocy nikomu<\/strong>
\n Spod ciep\u0142ych pierzyn wywleka\u0142 nas si\u0142\u0105<\/strong><\/p>\n

God raised from the dead,
\nrolled away the graves of our homes
\nWhere already well in the dream was
\nHe did not missed anyone that night
\nHe forced us to leave our warm quilts<\/p>\n

B\u00f3g zmartwychwsta\u0142,<\/strong>
\n odwali\u0142 groby naszych dom\u00f3w<\/strong>
\n By\u015bmy stan\u0119li. Na \u015bwiat\u0142o spojrzeli<\/strong>
\n By\u015bmy wo\u0142aniem wielkim odetchn\u0119li<\/strong><\/p>\n

God raised from the dead,
\nrolled away the graves of our homes
\nSo we stand up and look at the light
\nSo with a great cry we will breathe<\/p>\n

Ernest Bryll<\/strong>
\n z tomu “Golgota Jasnog\u00f3rska””, 2001<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ernest Bryll<\/p>\n

From the volume “Golgota Jasnog\u00f3rska”, 2001<\/p>\n

\u2743
\nNim zamilkn\u0105 dzwony<\/strong><\/p>\n

Before bells get silent<\/p>\n

Jeszcze dzisiaj bij\u0105 dzwony<\/strong>
\n p\u0142acz \u017ca\u0142osny p\u0142acz strwo\u017cony<\/strong>
\n m\u0119ka Pa\u0144ska coraz bli\u017cej<\/strong>
\n oczy Syna coraz wy\u017cej<\/strong>
\n wypatruj\u0105 Ojca.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Even today, sounding bells
\nplaintive cry tears trembling
\nPassion of the Lord closer
\nthe eyes of the Son higher and higher
\nlook for The Father<\/p>\n

Jeszcze dzisiaj dzwony p\u0142acz\u0105<\/strong>
\n z \u017calem gorzkim i rozpacz\u0105<\/strong>
\n wkr\u00f3tce si\u0105d\u0105 do wieczerzy<\/strong>
\n jeden nie zm\u00f3wi pacierzy<\/strong>
\n tylko zdradzi.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Even today, the bells cry
\nwith bitter regret and despair
\nsoon they will sit at the supper
\none does not collusion prayers
\nonly betrays.<\/p>\n

Jeszcze dzisiaj m\u00f3wi\u0105 dzwony<\/strong>
\n jak zostanie upodlony<\/strong>
\n B\u00f3g w ciele cz\u0142owieka<\/strong>
\n jaka ka\u017a\u0144 i \u015bmier\u0107 Go czeka<\/strong>
\n nim duchem powstanie.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Even today bells talk
\nas he will be debased
\nGod in the human body
\nwhat punishment awaits him and death
\nbefore his spirit of the uprising.<\/p>\n

Jutro zamilkn\u0105 ju\u017c dzwony<\/strong>
\n \u015bwiat zostanie pogr\u0105\u017cony<\/strong>
\n w g\u0142uchej ciszy i \u017ca\u0142obie<\/strong>
\n stan\u0105 warty przy grobie<\/strong>
\n i wnet zasn\u0105.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Tomorrow bells will get silent
\nthe world will be plunged
\nin dead silence, and mourning
\nThey will guard the tomb
\nand soon fall asleep.<\/p>\n

Zn\u00f3w obudz\u0105 ich dzwony<\/strong>
\n \u015bpiew radosny \u015bpiew natchniony<\/strong>
\n odkupieniem win \u015bmiertelnych<\/strong>
\n zatrza\u015bni\u0119ciem wr\u00f3t piekielnych<\/strong>
\n powrotem do Ojca.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Again the bells will wake them up
\nsinging a joyful inspired song
\nredemption wines fatal
\nslamming shut the gates of hell
\nback to the Father.<\/p>\n

Nim zamilkn\u0105<\/strong>
\n coraz ciszej bij\u0105 dzwony<\/strong>
\n coraz s\u0142abiej bij\u0105<\/strong>
\n ludzkie serca.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Before they will get silent
\ngetting quieter sounding bells
\nless and less beat
\nthe human hearts.<\/p>\n

Krzysztof Kamil Baczy\u0144ski<\/strong><\/p>\n