Uprising of Lovers
a translation of a poem by Attila József
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2 min readMar 16, 2024
That night, on which stars burn
to the core, that night will come.
Lovers rush forth in revolt with
songs, flowing hair undone.
Carrying tunes, and heaving
crimson treasures to the shores.
Rumbling, the seas part and they
cast to the waves their troves.
