#poemtranslation

[translationwanderer]

“Cuando vos y yo nos encontremos...”

Book: Cartas para Claudia (Letters for Claudia)

Author: Jorge Bucay  

It wouldn't be good for you to get confused, this doesn't mean to believe oneself to be the center of THE world. It would be terrible for both of us when we find each other, for me to pretend to be the center of your world or worst yet, if I yielded you the place to be the center of mine....¡OH, NO!

When you and I find each other We will be two worlds that find each other We will be two universes in contact You, one universe with a center within you And me, a universe with a center within me It will be wonderful! When you and I find each other ...

[ai9akira]

I want to Dance, a poem by Lucian Blaga

Translated and read by Theodora Oniceanu

View On WordPress

[perunoradamore]

Time after time I encountered despair

«Spesso il male di vivere ho incontrato: era il rivo strozzato che gorgoglia, era l’incartocciarsi della foglia riarsa, era il cavallo stramazzato.

Bene non seppi, fuori del prodigio che schiude la divina Indifferenza: era la statua nella sonnolenza del meriggio, e la nuvola, e il falco alto levato.»

"J'ai souvent rencontré le mal de vivre.

Il était dans le ruisseau qui gargouille, asséché;

Il était dans la feuille recroquevillée.

Il était dans le cheval à terre qui se meurt.

Je ne connus rien de bon, hors du prodige

Que porte en elle l'Indifférence divine;

C'était la statue d'un midi endormi,

et le nuage; c'était l'aigle qui porte haut son vol."

"Time after time I encountered despair.

I saw it in the strangled gurgling stream;

I saw it in the crackling of the autumn leaves.

I saw it in the eyes of a dying horse.

I knew no good, other than the prodigy

Exuded by cold, divine Indifference;

There was the statue in the sleepy warmth

Of noon, and the cloud, and the eagle flying high."

[smileymavis]

偶然翻到，才想起以前為了交報告有試過翻譯詩，重新放這才不會又忘記，以茲紀念。以前的熱忱到底都到哪去了呢?

<譯> 未走的路

兩路分於秋林處 無奈無法前同往 飄泊如我，久站思量 遙望一路的遠端， 蜿蜒沒入林深處

而另一路，同樣明媚 也許是更好的應許， 路上綠草如茵，罕為人至 雖然過往痕跡 兩路其實十分相同

晨裡兩路相平行 滿是落葉無人跡 嘆息將首路留待他日 不知那路盡頭是何風景 自問無法再歸來

我將聲聲嘆息 多年後於某處 憶著：兩路分於森林處 而我走上較鮮為人至的路 往後的一切便完全不同

[translationwanderer]

“Sometimes, I also run out of smiles For you, there are other times When I run out desire of writing to you. But I love you, I hope you understand, I always love you, But there are times when there’s no warmth In my arms And my mouth does not know what to say… But I love you, I always love you, When I’m not good for you, When you can’t stand me, When I hate you, I love you.”

Alejandra Pizarnik (1936-1972)

(Distinguished Argentine poet)