Lo, how a rose e’er blooming, / From tender stem hath sprung. / Of Jesse’s lineage coming, / As men of old have sung; / It came, a flow’ret bright, / Amid the cold of winter, / When half spent was the night. // Isaiah ’twas foretold it, / The Rose I have in mind, / With Mary we behold it, / The virgin mother kind; / To show God’s love aright, / She bore to men a Savior, / When half spent was the night. ⁓ Es ist ein Ros entsprungen, The hymn has its roots in an unknown author before the 17th century

The rose in the German text is a symbolic reference to the Virgin Mary. The hymn makes reference to the Old Testament prophecies of Isaiah, which in Christian interpretation foretell the Incarnation of Christ, and to the Tree of Jesse, a traditional symbol of the lineage of Jesus. Because of its prophetic theme, the hymn is popular during the Christian season of Advent.

Ob robu vode sem si rad
umišljal drug svet pri nogah:
visoki in prostrani svod
obrnjen je slepil oko,
prišel se je z menoj
spoznat par drugih nog;
ko sem ob luži se igral,
je v njej povsem nov svet ležál.

Thus did I by the Water’s brink
Another World beneath me think;
And while the lofty spacious Skies
Reversed there abus’d mine Eys,
I fancy’d other Feet
Came mine to touch and meet;
As by som Puddle I did play
Another World within it lay.

⁓ Thomas Traherne, Sence v vodi / Shadows in the Water

Neskončno skrivnost /vesolja objamejo /le oči otrok. ~Josip Osti

How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, and how many times must the cannonballs fly
Before they’re forever banned?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind

Yes, and how many years must a mountain exist
Before it is washed to the sea?
And how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes, and how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn’t see?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind

Yes, and how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
And how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, and how many deaths will it take ’til he knows
That too many people have died?

The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind

Blowin’ In The Wind, Bob Dylan

Življenje tako živi,
 / da ga je zmerom manj. / 
Kot pesek med prsti polzi
 / dan na dan. // 

Življenje ne more živeti
 / tako, da stoji.
 / Najmanj, kar mora početi,
 / je to, da na nitki visi.

 // Življenje se včasih drži
 / veselo na smeh,
 / a včasih le stežka taji
 / solze v očeh.

 // Najlepše je, ko se razsipa / 
z žarom na vse strani
 / in vse do poslednjega hipa
 / z visokim plamenom gori.

Življenje, Niko Grafenauer, Skrivnosti