Pride dan, kot danes,
ko tako sem len – kot kup polen.
Težko se dvignem v položaj
iz katerega se tudi zajec izstreli
med listje zelja,
ko tako hiti, da za njim kot za divjim konjem
prah visoko se kadi.

Sonce se na žar pripravlja,
ptice so začele z jutranjo simfonijo,
a moje telo danes samo čas zapravlja,
zato se moj um ukvarja raje s poezijo;
obtičal sem v lenobnem krogu.

Pravzaprav pa si želim, da kot zajec poletim,
da sem danes hiter in okreten,
da sem kot čebela in da za nagrado med dobim.
Ampak žal, sem samo človek – tak počasen in neroden;
v glavi moji um se za meglenimi besedami podi.

Zato sem se odločil; tu sedel bom in sanjaril
kako bi to bilo, ko bi jaz zajček bil.
Zaenkrat pa sedel bom in počival,
saj lenarjenje današnje, tudi zame delo je.

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Laziness

There comes a day like today, when I'm so lazy,
Like a pile of logs, I'm feeling quite dazy.
I struggle to get into position,
From which the rabbit is also launched,
Between cabbage leaves, when he rushes so,
After him, I'm left in a daze, you know.

The sun shines bright, the birds sing their tune,
But I'm stuck in this funk, it's no boon.
I should be out and about, enjoying the day,
But instead, I'm stuck in this lazy way.

Oh, how I wish I could be more like the bunny,
So quick and agile, with a hop and a honey.
But alas, I'm just a human, so slow and clumsy,
With a mind that's foggy, and a body that's drowsy.

So I'll just sit here, and dream of the day,
When I'll be as spry as a rabbit, in every way.
But for now, I'll just rest and relax,
And hope that my laziness doesn't last forever, you see.

Tomaž Jevšenak