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'Love', after Miroslav Holub
Translated into Shetland dialect by Jim Mainland
Love
(After Miroslav Holub)
Twa thoosan fags.
A hunder mile
fae daek ta daek.
An age an a haaf o waitin
fir somethin ta click.
A mird o wirds
flachterin lik birds.
A hunder books we didna write.
A hunder brochs we didna big.
A year lost ida moorie o da mind.
A twalmont sequestered in a sooth-wast wind.
An it swees lik da beginnin
o da world.
Hear me whin I tell de,
it wis
boanie.