OKARÍNA | OCARINA

I found three wooden sleds. A cat and a dog. I begin to lose consciousness as my father
lights up numerous light bulbs. “This is your plot of land.” I walk towards an old school
adorned with live flower petals. The sound of flowing water beneath me resembles an
underground symphony. My father places a bottle of spirits on the table of abundance, and
at the far end, my mother’s linden tree leans towards me from my childhood.

Našiel som troje drevených saní. Mačku a psa. Strácam vedomie. Otec zažína množstvo
žiaroviek. ,,Toto je parcela! Tvoja parcela.’’ Pokrovcom zo živých kvetín kráčam do starej
školy. Ako symfónia spod zeme znie šum tečúcej vody. Na stôl hojnosti prikladá otec fľašu
pálenky. Na jeho konci sa ku mne nakláňa mamina lipka z detstva.

Tex: Vladislav Vaľko
Music author: Vincent Jaš