Mi, njen razred, 8. a, smo peli na pogrebu
Lipa zelenela je, ker jo je povozil tovornjak,
sošolko, preko glave, ki sem si jo upal gledat,
v beli srajci, v rokah rože, potem, ko so jo zrihtali,
saj veš, gips in preko malo kože.
Za njeno mamo so nosili stol. Jokala je in zlezla skupaj.
Lipa zelenela je, ker je nismo imeli radi, je preminila,
naredila edino dobro stvar, da je umrla sredi maja.
Se sliši danes zlobno, takrat pa:
Učenci, mir! Namesto fizike bo pevska vaja!
Potem je iz naših spisov vstala lepa, dobra, nagajiva.
Lipa zelenela je, in sem lagal, da sva se skrila
v biološki kabinet, med škrgoustko in domače zajce,
in sem lagal vsem svojim novim puncam,
da mi je prvo povozil tovornjak,
in da, ko sem jo mečkal, je šepetala:
ne tu, ne tu, ne zdaj, pozneje.
Še danes mi prav pride, ko se ga napijem
v kakšni novi in prijetni družbi: Lipa zelenela je,
jim razlagam in zmeraj kaj dodam.
Ob njenih dolgih krasnih nogah ji zamerim,
da je ostala rosno mlada in ko se vračava domov,
se spomnim, da sem, ko smo ga zadnjič skupaj pili,
njim o njej že vse povedal.
Ne tu, ne tu, ne zdaj, pozneje.
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We, her class, 8 a, we sang at the funeral
Lipa Green is because it was run over by truck
sošolko, over the head, which I had hoped to see,
in the white shirt, in the hands of the flowers, after they zrihtal,
you know, a little plaster and through the skin.
For her mother wore a chair. She cried and crawled along.
Lipa Green is because we are not loved, had died,
do only good thing that she died in mid-May.
Today it sounds evil, but then:
Students, peace! Instead of physics will be singing a drill!
Then he got up from our files pretty good, mischievous.
Lipa Green is, and I lied, we hid
in biological cabinet, the škrgoustko and domestic rabbits
and I lied to all her new girl
that I first hit the truck,
and that when I was crushed, she whispered:
Not here, not here, not now, later.
Even today, we also occur when you drink
in what new and good company: Lipa Green is,
their interpretations and always add something.
When her long beautiful legs blame her,
the other so-young, and when vračava home
I remember that I, when we drank together last time,
him about it all already said.
Not here, not here, not now, later.
Lipa zelenela je, ker jo je povozil tovornjak,
sošolko, preko glave, ki sem si jo upal gledat,
v beli srajci, v rokah rože, potem, ko so jo zrihtali,
saj veš, gips in preko malo kože.
Za njeno mamo so nosili stol. Jokala je in zlezla skupaj.
Lipa zelenela je, ker je nismo imeli radi, je preminila,
naredila edino dobro stvar, da je umrla sredi maja.
Se sliši danes zlobno, takrat pa:
Učenci, mir! Namesto fizike bo pevska vaja!
Potem je iz naših spisov vstala lepa, dobra, nagajiva.
Lipa zelenela je, in sem lagal, da sva se skrila
v biološki kabinet, med škrgoustko in domače zajce,
in sem lagal vsem svojim novim puncam,
da mi je prvo povozil tovornjak,
in da, ko sem jo mečkal, je šepetala:
ne tu, ne tu, ne zdaj, pozneje.
Še danes mi prav pride, ko se ga napijem
v kakšni novi in prijetni družbi: Lipa zelenela je,
jim razlagam in zmeraj kaj dodam.
Ob njenih dolgih krasnih nogah ji zamerim,
da je ostala rosno mlada in ko se vračava domov,
se spomnim, da sem, ko smo ga zadnjič skupaj pili,
njim o njej že vse povedal.
Ne tu, ne tu, ne zdaj, pozneje.
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We, her class, 8 a, we sang at the funeral
Lipa Green is because it was run over by truck
sošolko, over the head, which I had hoped to see,
in the white shirt, in the hands of the flowers, after they zrihtal,
you know, a little plaster and through the skin.
For her mother wore a chair. She cried and crawled along.
Lipa Green is because we are not loved, had died,
do only good thing that she died in mid-May.
Today it sounds evil, but then:
Students, peace! Instead of physics will be singing a drill!
Then he got up from our files pretty good, mischievous.
Lipa Green is, and I lied, we hid
in biological cabinet, the škrgoustko and domestic rabbits
and I lied to all her new girl
that I first hit the truck,
and that when I was crushed, she whispered:
Not here, not here, not now, later.
Even today, we also occur when you drink
in what new and good company: Lipa Green is,
their interpretations and always add something.
When her long beautiful legs blame her,
the other so-young, and when vračava home
I remember that I, when we drank together last time,
him about it all already said.
Not here, not here, not now, later.