POETRY ON DAY THREE

In miel

- Free translation below -

Yn ‘e greide rinne de kei
Se gerskje, skite, pisje in miel
En wylst se weidzje lâns de Wâldwei
Sjoch ik hoe’t Ljouwert útwreidet
Úttinet, opslokket

In grut betonnen bouwurk jout de grins oan
Hjir wennet de minsk

Griene greiden wurde diken
Farsk gers wurd droeche stien
Wat sleatsjes wienen wurde strjitten
Klibers minsken meitsje oan
Wylst de kei de tiid ferjitte

Yn ‘e greide steane de kei
Se gerskje, skite, pisje in miel
Tusken de hûzen boartsje bern
Of nee, se wolle net om lyk
In mem besiket se te manearje

Yn ‘e greide rinne de kei
Se gerskje, skite, pisje in miel
Op it bouplak galmet in stim
Tusken it beton wjerkeatst it ûnheil
Hoe leaflik ek har lûd mei wêze
De nijslêzeres kin net bedekke
Hoe wreed it wrâldnijs hjoed wer is
Lykas jimmer, ivich, ea

Yn ‘e greide steane de kei
Se gerskje, skite, pisje in miel
Twa auto’s klappe op inoar
Lilke stimmen, toeters flokke
Al bist healdea, gean út ‘e wei
Ik moat der del, hâld my net op

Yn ‘e greide lizze de kei
Se koese, kôgje, wjerkôgje
Deunby in skoalle falle wurden
Falle skeaten, falt ien del
Bloed rint de stoepe del, in put yn
Ferminget mei it ôffalwetter

Yn ‘e greide rinne de kei
Se gerskje, skite, pisje in miel
Se koese, kôgje, wjerkôgje
Gerskje, skite, pisje in miel
De wrâld draait troch, de minsken
Ite, skite, pisje in miel.

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Free translation into English:

A pee

In the pasture the cows are walking
They graze, shit, pee
And while they graze along the Wâldwei (Forest Road)
I see how Leeuwarden expands
Swells, swallows

A large concrete structure indicates the border
Man lives here

Green meadows become roads
Fresh grass becomes dry stone
What once were ditches become streets
Masses of people hurry
While the cows forget the time

In the meadow the cows are standing
They graze, shit, pee
Between the houses there are children playing
Or no, they are cross and unmanageable
A mother tries to get them in line

In the pasture the cows are walking
They graze, shit, pee
On the construction site a voice echoes
Between the concrete the disaster reverberates
How ever sweet her sound may be
The newsreader cannot cover
How cruel the world news is, again, today
Like ever, always, at any time

In the meadow the cows are standing
They graze, shit, pee
Two cars crash into each other
Angry voices, cursing horns
Even if yo're half dead, get out of the way
I have to pass, don't delay me

In the pasture the cows lie
They sleep, chew, ruminate
Close to a school words are dropped
Shots are fired, someone falls down
Blood runs downs the sidewalk, into a drain
Mixes with the waste water

In de pasture the cows are walking
They graze, shit, pee
They sleep, chew, ruminate
Graze, shit, pee
The world keeps turning, the people
Eat, shit, pee.