{"id":416,"date":"2023-11-20T19:01:06","date_gmt":"2023-11-20T19:01:06","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/?p=416"},"modified":"2023-11-20T19:01:16","modified_gmt":"2023-11-20T19:01:16","slug":"poezi-nga-mirela-leka-xhava","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/2023\/11\/20\/poezi-nga-mirela-leka-xhava\/","title":{"rendered":"Poezi nga Mirela Leka Xhava"},"content":{"rendered":"

Autore: Mirela Leka Xhava<\/strong><\/p>\n

N\u00eb muzg<\/strong><\/p>\n

N\u00eb muzg dielli shkon t\u00eb flej\u00eb,<\/p>\n

teksa zhduket horizontit n\u00eb detin blu<\/p>\n

p\u00ebr t\u00eb p\u00ebrqafuar sirenat.<\/p>\n

H\u00ebna ngjitet n\u00eb kup\u00eb t\u00eb qiellit<\/p>\n

p\u00ebr t\u00eb puthur yjet.<\/p>\n

Toka mes qiellit dhe detit<\/p>\n

ka r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb dashuri me njer\u00ebzit.<\/p>\n

I skymningen<\/strong><\/p>\n

I skymningen g\u00e5r solen och sover,<\/p>\n

n\u00e4r den f\u00f6rsvinner \u00f6ver horisonten i det bl\u00e5 havet<\/p>\n

att omfamna sirenerna.<\/p>\n

M\u00e5nen g\u00e5r upp p\u00e5 himlen<\/p>\n

att kyssa stj\u00e4rnorna.<\/p>\n

Jorden mellan himmel och hav<\/p>\n

har blivit k\u00e4r i m\u00e4nniskor.<\/p>\n

Au cr\u00e9puscule<\/strong><\/p>\n

Au cr\u00e9puscule le soleil va dormir,<\/p>\n

alors qu’il dispara\u00eet de l\u2019horizon dans la mer bleue<\/p>\n

Enlacer les sir\u00e8nes.<\/p>\n

La lune monte \u00e0 la vo\u00fbte du ciel<\/p>\n

pour embrasser les \u00e9toiles.<\/p>\n

Terre entre ciel et mer<\/p>\n

est tomb\u00e9e amoureuse des gens<\/p>\n

P\u00ebr ty, n\u00eb zemr\u00ebn time<\/strong><\/p>\n

Kur t\u00eb kam larg,<\/p>\n

ti je flladi q\u00eb m\u00eb ngat\u00ebrron flok\u00ebt<\/p>\n

me gishtat e tu, syt\u00eb e tu, ti m\u00eb d\u00ebrgon puthjet e munguara<\/p>\n

rritesh me heshtjen t\u00ebnde,<\/p>\n

aq i bukur dhe pa fjal\u00eb,<\/p>\n

aq pranish\u00ebm edhe pa ardh\u00eb<\/p>\n

n\u00eb k\u00ebt\u00eb bot\u00eb t\u00eb pakuptimt\u00eb, \u00e7el\u00ebsin e kuptimit mbart.<\/p>\n

F\u00f6r dig, i mitt hj\u00e4rta<\/strong><\/p>\n

N\u00e4r jag \u00e4r borta fr\u00e5n dig<\/p>\n

du \u00e4r vinden som rufsar mitt h\u00e5r<\/p>\n

med dina fingrar, dina \u00f6gon, skickar du mig de saknade kyssarna<\/p>\n

du v\u00e4xer med din tystnad<\/p>\n

s\u00e5 vacker och m\u00e5ll\u00f6s<\/p>\n

s\u00e5 n\u00e4rvarande och fr\u00e5nvarande<\/p>\n

i denna meningsl\u00f6sa v\u00e4rld har han nyckeln till mening.<\/p>\n

Pour toi, dans mon coeur<\/strong><\/p>\n

Quand je suis loin de toi,<\/p>\n

tu es la brise qui me d\u00e9coiffe<\/p>\n

avec tes doigts, tes yeux, tu m’envoies les baisers manquants<\/p>\n

tu grandis avec ton silence,<\/p>\n

si beau et sans voix,<\/p>\n

si pr\u00e9sent m\u00eame absent,<\/p>\n

dans ce monde absurde, tu d\u00e9tiens la cl\u00e9 du sens.<\/p>\n

Rr\u00ebnj\u00ebt e memories<\/strong><\/p>\n

Bartim rr\u00ebnj\u00ebt e forta thell\u00eb, p\u00ebrzier me damar\u00ebt<\/p>\n

ku japim e marrim limf\u00ebn e gjakun,<\/p>\n

memorjet nga shekujt<\/p>\n

t\u00eb par\u00ebt verbuar me tymin e zjarrit,<\/p>\n

syt\u00eb q\u00eb i djegin,<\/p>\n

tutje tretet i larg\u00ebt mirazhi.<\/p>\n

Loti k\u00ebrkon t\u00eb shoh\u00eb brenda mallit<\/p>\n

dashurin\u00eb p\u00ebr jet\u00ebn mbjell\u00eb pas \u00e7do pragu.<\/p>\n

Minnets r\u00f6tter<\/strong><\/p>\n

Vi b\u00e4r de starka r\u00f6tterna djupt, blandade med venerna<\/p>\n

d\u00e4r vi ger och tar emot lymfa och blod,<\/p>\n

minnen fr\u00e5n \u00e5rhundradena<\/p>\n

den f\u00f6rsta f\u00f6rblindad av eldens r\u00f6k,<\/p>\n

br\u00e4nnande \u00f6gon,<\/p>\n

bort l\u00f6ses den avl\u00e4gsna h\u00e4gringen.<\/p>\n

T\u00e5rarna ber att f\u00e5 se inuti l\u00e4ngtan<\/p>\n

k\u00e4rleken till livet planterad bakom varje tr\u00f6skel.<\/p>\n

Les racines de la m\u00e9moire<\/strong><\/p>\n

Nous portons les racines fortes en profondeur, entrem\u00eal\u00e9es<\/p>\n

aux veines<\/p>\n

o\u00f9 nous donnons et recevons la lymphe et le sang,<\/p>\n

souvenirs des si\u00e8cles<\/p>\n

les anc\u00eatres aveugl\u00e9s par la fum\u00e9e du feu,<\/p>\n

les yeux leur br\u00fblant,<\/p>\n

au loin le mirage se dissout.<\/p>\n

La larme cherche \u00e0 voir l’int\u00e9rieur du manque<\/p>\n

l’amour pour la vie plant\u00e9 derri\u00e8re chaque seuil.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Autore: Mirela Leka Xhava N\u00eb muzg N\u00eb muzg dielli shkon t\u00eb flej\u00eb, teksa zhduket horizontit n\u00eb detin blu p\u00ebr t\u00eb p\u00ebrqafuar sirenat. H\u00ebna ngjitet n\u00eb kup\u00eb t\u00eb qiellit p\u00ebr t\u00eb puthur yjet. Toka mes qiellit dhe detit ka r\u00ebn\u00eb n\u00eb dashuri me njer\u00ebzit. I skymningen I skymningen g\u00e5r solen och sover, n\u00e4r den f\u00f6rsvinner \u00f6ver […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-416","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poezi"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/416","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=416"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/416\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=416"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=416"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/migjeni.se\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=416"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}