Spet Otrok - Siddharta traduction en anglais

Spet Otrok

Prav nenavaden dan, ko v miru sam bedim
Po svežem zadiši in zunaj se dani
Tako tiho je, da slišal sem mladost
Ko objema mi telo in počutim se lepo
Prav nenavaden dan, kot vsak je bil takrat
Ko sem se kot otrok šel s prijatelji igrat
Vse zelenelo je, na obrazih le nasmeh
Rdeča lica in v očeh se je svetilo srce
Rad bi bil spet otrok
Ono malo bitje neboječe
Tista prva mladost
Ki me prerodi in nazaj me vleče
Rad bi bil spet otrok
Ko življenje je najbolj boleče
Rad bi se igral in smejal
Še vedno je lepo, ko na jasi sam ležim
Kaj je ostalo tam, kaj ohranil je spomin
Še vedno je lepo, ko se ptice parijo
In ko prva odleti, ko po snegu zadiši
Rad bi bil spet otrok
Ono malo bitje neboječe
Tista prva mladost
Ki me prerodi in nazaj me vleče
Rad bi bil spet otrok
Ko življenje je najbolj boleče
Rad bi se igral in smejal

Child Again

It's an unusual day, as I wander alone in the world
The air freshens and the day breaks outside
It's so quiet, I hear my youth
As it embraces my body and I feel wonderful
It's an unusual day, like every other day back then
When I used to play with my friends as a child
Everything was green, only smiles on our faces
Red cheeks and our hearts shining in our eyes
I'd like to be a child again
That little fearless being
That first youth
Which regenerates me and draws me back
I'd like to be a child again
When life is most painful
I'd like to play and laugh
It's still beautiful when I lie alone in the clearing
What's left there, what has memory preserved
It's still beautiful when the birds mate
And when the first one flies away, when the snow smells
I'd like to be a child again
That little fearless being
That first youth
Which regenerates me and draws me back
I'd like to be a child again
When life is most painful
I'd like to play and laugh