Nature
That young little singer there
Translated by Joseph Štýbr (1920) · From Evening Songs (Večerní písně), trans. Štýbr (1920)
That young little singer there—
Why did she cease her narration?
Her eyes quickly filled with tears
As though grieved in separation.
Some one may think to himself,
God, how can her young soul darken?
Her face young and beautiful,
And her song so sweet to hearken.
Ah, a beautiful young face
May not do in solace bringing;
And though sweet the song may be—
You don’t always feel like singing.
Cite this poem
MLA
Hálek, Vítězslav. “That young little singer there.” Translated by Joseph Štýbr. Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/halek/41/.
Chicago
Hálek, Vítězslav. “That young little singer there.” Translated by Joseph Štýbr. Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/halek/41/.
Read this poem with the Codex →