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Slovenian)
Socna je zemlja v vecerni goreci luci, strast blaznihocetov nas do zadnjega muci.
Dali so nam oci, da v njih se pijanost pretaka, dali sonam roke, gresne plodove mrake.
Ljubimo zemljo bolestno, kakor so oni ljubili, ljubimonijh sive glave, plodnost so nam podelili.KRVAVA GRUDA-PLODNA ZEMLJA.(
English)
Rich is the earth in the burning evening light,the passion of our mad fathers is tormentingus to the last.
They gave us eyes that drunkeness decantsinside them, they gave us hands- the sinfulfruits of twilight
We love our land sorrowfully as they loved ittheir grey heads we love, fertility they gaveus.BLOODY GROUND-FERTILE LAND.
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