Showing posts with label English. Show all posts
Showing posts with label English. Show all posts
Saturday, March 29, 2014
Til mine forældre - To my parents (by Gustaf Munch Petersen)
Gustaf Munch Petersen:
Til mine forældre (1932)
jeg blev ikke det, I ventede
–
jeg blev alt det, I havde frygtet
–
I lod mig vokse op
næret ved jeres afsavn.
I opdrog mig med skjulte tårer
–
opdrog mig
til at leve jeres liv
–
fortsætte det
–
skal jeg sige:
sådan levede I; I gjorde ret
–
altså er det godt at leve sådan.
skal jeg?
eller skal jeg dræbe håbet i jer?
fortælle jer, at jeg ikke blev som I
–
at min verden e
r en anden end jeres,
min glæde,
min smerte en anden end jeres
–
vil I tro på min tak til jer?
på min tak til livet?
eller vil I sige:
han fik alt,
han tog alt af os,
og giver os intet tilbage,
andet end sorg og skuffelse.
Jeg ved, I har ret, når I
siger det.
Jeg tror, jeg har ret, når jeg går
til mit eget land
men jeg går tøvende
–
jeg går langsomt og tungt
–
men jeg tror, jeg
skal gå.
To my parents
I haven't become what you expected
I became what you were afraid of
You'd let me grow up
nourished by your gaps
you brought me up with hard tears
you brought me up
to live your life
I went on with that
I should say:
that's how I lived; you were right,
it's also good to live like this.
should I?
or should I bury the hope in you?
I say to you, that I didn't become like you
that my world
is different from yours
my joy, my pain
are different from yours
Would you trust my gratitude for you?
My gratitude for life?
Or would you say:
he got everything,
he took everything from us,
and gave us nothing instead,
save from sorrow and disappointment?
I know you're right when you say that
But I think I'm right when I visit my own land,
though I'm hesitating
I go slowly and heavily
but I think, I should
go.
(oversættelse fra engelsk - Camil Cardas)
Friday, October 25, 2013
Mircea the Traveler
Călătorie
1. Plec la drum, ajung repede sau nu, drumul obosește repede.
2. Voi
găsi oare în capătul celălalt un om bun, voi lua oare ceva din inima lui?
3. Luminează
mai frumos împrejurul, pomii și drumul.
4. Când
plecam la drum la capăt plănuind nelegiuiri, furtuni în mine, nimic pe
fereastra ochilor mei.
5. Greață și dezarmonie.
6. Acum și picăturile astea cântă, se armonizează cu vântul și cu călătoria.
7. Veniți,
intră Domnul meu, așază-te, să privim împreună, tu mai multe ai să-mi spui.
8. Ce
frumoasă este femeia aceea, cuminte mă gândesc la Ea.
9. Plec,
plec la drum, ajung repede sau nu, o să fiu obosit.
10. Știu, și eu am călătorit, o să te aștept cu
ceva de băut, mănâncă, apoi vom vorbi mai mult.
11. Înainte să plec la drum mă șicana o
neputință, inima-mi spune: vezi că ai ajuns? Ai ajuns cu bine!
12.
Dincoace am găsit un om, ca mine.
(Mircea Gheorghiu)
Travel
1. I hit the road, whether I reach quickly or not, the road quickly tires.
(transl. Cardaș Camil)
2. Will I find a good man at the other end, will I take something out of his heart?
3. The surrounding pleasantly illuminates, the trees and the road.
4. When I was hitting the road planning misdemeanors at the end, inner storms, nothing on my eyes' window.
5. Nausea and disharmony.
6. Now these drops are singing too, in harmony with the wind and with the trip.
7. Come, enter my Lord, sit down, let's watch this together, you have much more to say.
8. How beautiful is that woman, wisely I think of Her.
9. I go, I hit the road, whether I reach quickly or not, I'll be tired.
10. I know, I've traveled too, I'll wait and have something to drink for you, eat, and then we'll go on talking even more.
11. Before I hit the road a weakness was baffling me, now my heart's saying: "See, you've arrived! You've arrived swimmingly!"
12. On this side I found a man like me.(transl. Cardaș Camil)
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