Etno kuća Semialjac Kate
Kata Semialjac's Ethno House
Danas svratih Semialjac Katiu Zelčinu na njeno imanje,u dvorištu sve je uređenoto starinsko, predivno je zdanje.
Today I called on Kata Semialjacat her homestead in Zelčin, and I foundthe yard kept all in order, neat and trim,that lovely old-time house, the best around.
Iz daljine sve lijepo izgleda,ograda je novo obojena.Tisuću devetsto devetnaeste,tog je ljeta kuća sagrađena.
From far away it all looks fair to see,the fence has just been painted, fresh and bright.In nineteen hundred nineteen, in the summerof that year, the house first saw the light.
Kada uđeš u njeno dvorište,ne znaš da l' su snovi ili java.Sva je kuća cvijećem okićenagodinama tu ljepota spava.
Step in her yard, and you can hardly tellif it's a dream, or if it's waking day.With flowers the whole house is decked, and herefor years has beauty slept its time away.
Kuhinja je ista kao prije:žena muža sa objedom čeka,prije ručka rakija se pije,pa večera i postelja meka.
The kitchen is the same as long ago:the wife awaits her husband, dinner laid;before the meal the rakija must flow,then supper, and a soft bed ready made.
U spavaćoj krevet snove sanja,u mislima svoje gazde zove,tužan stoji u svojoj samoći,a htio bi da im pruži snove.
The bed within the bedroom dreams its dreams,in thought it calls its masters, calls in vain;it stands there sad, alone in solitude,and longs to give them dreams to dream again.
U dvorištu bunar bistre vode,pitku vodu ljudima je dao.Ambar prazan mnoga ljeta brojii miša je pogostiti znao.
Out in the yard, a well of water clearthat gave the folk good water, fresh and fine;the granary, long empty, counts the years,and knew the way to treat a mouse to dine.
Malo dalje krušna peć zaspala,a peći je bijelog kruha znala.Domaćica mlada vrijedna bila,pogače je često djeci dala.
Further on, the bread oven's gone to bed,that once knew how to bake the fine white bread;the young housewife was diligent and good,and with her flatbread kept the children fed.
Štala prazna, nema više konja,plug drveni i ornice stoje,vjetrenjača u štaglju miruje,vremena su učinila svoje.
The stable's empty, there's no horse at all,the wooden plough and ploughing gear stand still,the winnowing machine rests in the barn:the times have done their work, as all times will.
U kola se sad ne prežu konji,ni rzanje više se ne čuje,pa i štagalj miris sijena sanja,po dvorištu sad traktori bruje.
No horses now are harnessed to the cart,and nowhere can be heard a single neigh;the barn itself dreams of the hay's sweet smell,the tractors hum around the yard today.
Mnoge stvari više ne trebaju,jer su došla moderna vremena.Ostat će nam ovo u sjećanjui bit će nam draga uspomena.
Of many things there is no longer need,now modern times have come, the old have passed;but this will stay with us in memory,and as a treasured keepsake it will last.
Iza štaglja predivna ljepota,zrak miriše, procvalo je voće,noć je topla, divna mjesečina,a zvijezde su okitile veče'.
Behind the barn, a loveliness so rare:the air is sweet, the fruit trees are in flower,the night is warm, the moonlight is divine,and all the stars have decked the evening hour.
Još se nađu dobre, zlatne ruke,i posao uredno se kreće,kad u vrtu sve radove srede,kupa šljive i rakiju peče.
Good golden hands are still here to be found,and all the work is done with care and skill;and when the garden chores are all in order,they pick plums and fire the rakija still.
A tek što bi u tom vrtu bilo,da ga brižno mlade ruke paze,da se ljube i beru orahe,usamljene krevete da maze.
And oh, how fine that garden then would be,if young hands tended it with loving care,if they would kiss and gather walnuts, too,caress the lonely beds still standing there.
U tom raju rode gnijezdo svile,cijelog dana klepeću od sreće,i onima što krevete maze,poklonit će bebu kao cvijeće.
Here in this paradise the storks have nested,and clatter out their joy through daylight hours,and those who give the beds a fond caressthey'll bring a baby, like a gift of flowers.
Valpovo, 07. 03. 2013.
Valpovo, March 7, 2013
Druga inačica: „Nastavak etno kuće Semialjac Kate Zelčin“, 2013. Another version: “Kata Semialjac's Ethno House in Zelčin, Continued”, 2013
Nastavak pjesme, napisan istoga dana na zasebnom listu; sve su njegove strofe dio cjelovite pjesme.
The continuation, written the same day on a separate sheet; all its stanzas are part of the complete poem.
U kola se sad ne prežu konji,ni rzanje više se ne čuje,pa i štagalj miris sijena sanja,po dvorištu sad traktori bruje.
No horses now are harnessed to the cart,and nowhere can be heard a single neigh;the barn itself dreams of the hay's sweet smell,the tractors hum around the yard today.
Iza štaglja predivna ljepota,zrak miriše, procvalo je voće,noć je topla, divna mjesečina,a zvijezde su okitile veče'.
Behind the barn, a loveliness so rare:the air is sweet, the fruit trees are in flower,the night is warm, the moonlight is divine,and all the stars have decked the evening hour.
Još se nađu dobre, zlatne ruke,i posao uredno se kreće,kad u vrtu sve radove srede,kupa šljive i rakiju peče.
Good golden hands are still here to be found,and all the work is done with care and skill;and when the garden chores are all in order,they pick plums and fire the rakija still.
A tek što bi u tom vrtu bilo,da ga brižno mlade ruke paze,da se ljube i beru orahe,usamljene krevete da maze.
And oh, how fine that garden then would be,if young hands tended it with loving care,if they would kiss and gather walnuts, too,caress the lonely beds still standing there.
U tom raju rode gnijezdo svile,cijelog dana klepeću od sreće,i onima što krevete maze,poklonit će bebu kao cvijeće.
Here in this paradise the storks have nested,and clatter out their joy through daylight hours,and those who give the beds a fond caressthey'll bring a baby, like a gift of flowers.
Valpovo, 07. 03. 2013.
Valpovo, March 7, 2013