V prvem momentu odzveni grozljiv prizor skozi asociiranje odmeva s tlakovane ulice. V naslednjem trenutku pa misel zamenja skrivnostnost izza zaklenjenih vrat... Čudni smo ljudje, čudni... Objem, Lucija
lucija: zanimivo, a ne, na kaj najprej pomislimo... morda gre za čisto prijeten opravek, a kdo ve... hvala, pozdrav!
floots: fat chance, i think (they were not mine)
john: thank you
ashi: thank you, and it's quite big in nature, too :)
crafty green poet: it's an old street in an old part of the city... thank you
don: thank you. why not opening to life, to the future?
neikka: morda je vtis (namenoma) takšen... asociira na temo, samoto... a ni nujno tako... fotka je dnevna, morda se oseba vrača s prijetno preživetih uric, morda iz službe? je kar nekaj možnosti... objem!
patricija: it's fun reading your impressions. and imagination is a good thing. cheers :)
quilly: it's a small world, then! cause this is definitely ljubljana, slovenia :o)
bill: succintly put and just right. thank you
tikkis: you're not envious, are you? try knocking :)
kai: i don't think so... unless somebody else wrote something like that (without the typo, i hope)
There are a lot of sharp sounds in the words you have used in the English version. They really reinforce the scene you have described. I wonder if the same works in the Slovenian?
22 comments:
What a cool street.
I agree with Vaughn.
V prvem momentu odzveni grozljiv prizor skozi asociiranje odmeva s tlakovane ulice. V naslednjem trenutku pa misel zamenja skrivnostnost izza zaklenjenih vrat...
Čudni smo ljudje, čudni... Objem, Lucija
i hope they're heading for my place :)
lovely
john
Nice doorway Polona, the ecco makes it big.
looks liek a lovely street, I can hear the echoes too
Great portrait of life. I lolve old doors -- opening to the past.
Hmmm, krasna vrata, vse mi e lepo, ceprav je sposrocilo osamljenost, tisina, samost:))))
prima, Polona. lepo nedeljo imej.
neikka
I can imagine...like in the movie...lady walking down the street...alone....tok, tok, tok.....then old door opend with well-know sound (iiiiii).....
I have wild imagination some times...I hope you don't mind....
Wow! That scene called to mind a street in Quetzaltenango, Guatemala. The door, the walls, the cobblestones ... amazing.
You've captured the mystery of ordinary life.
haha Floots! Closed, secret door...
i think i read this before
masago: we have a few like this in ljubljana
andrew: thank you
lucija: zanimivo, a ne, na kaj najprej pomislimo...
morda gre za čisto prijeten opravek, a kdo ve...
hvala, pozdrav!
floots: fat chance, i think (they were not mine)
john: thank you
ashi: thank you, and it's quite big in nature, too :)
crafty green poet: it's an old street in an old part of the city...
thank you
don: thank you. why not opening to life, to the future?
neikka: morda je vtis (namenoma) takšen... asociira na temo, samoto... a ni nujno tako... fotka je dnevna, morda se oseba vrača s prijetno preživetih uric, morda iz službe?
je kar nekaj možnosti...
objem!
patricija: it's fun reading your impressions. and imagination is a good thing.
cheers :)
quilly: it's a small world, then!
cause this is definitely ljubljana, slovenia :o)
bill: succintly put and just right.
thank you
tikkis: you're not envious, are you? try knocking :)
kai: i don't think so... unless somebody else wrote something like that (without the typo, i hope)
There are a lot of sharp sounds in the words you have used in the English version. They really reinforce the scene you have described. I wonder if the same works in the Slovenian?
I love this. Makes me think the echoes are telling all the doorways about the man/woman's day.
jem: well, it's not always easy to make both versions work. in this case the rhythm works well in the slovenian version
pat: that's a nice way of seeing it :)
thank you
I can hear the clicking heels. Lovely!!!
boulies: many thanks!
puranee yaden dastak deti hain dahalij par....this was in Hindi...a crude english translation would be: Old memories knock at the door step...
thank you, amalendu, especially for the text in hindi
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