Mihail Galatanu Ea este broasca testoasa Ea este broasca testoasa care a colindat o mie de ani care tine o mie de ani in carcasa ei paminteasca Si care, in sfirsit, a ajuns si la mine sa ma iubeasca. Ea se urca pe mine Ma colinda uscior cu uscior, grinda cu grinda. Caprior dupa caprior. Cercevea linga cercevea Si geamlic linga geamlic de ma uit si io la ea ca gheseftul la matrapazlic. Si io sint de colindat, ca mindra de maritat. Ca gardut de ocolit, Ca ibovnic de iubit. Prag dupa prag clanta dupa clanta Si zavor dupa zavor Si berbant linga berbanta. Matamii si io, aici si colo, picior de taranoi dupa dulce-i piciorus, piciorus-invirtecus. Ea este broasca testoasa cea vagaboanta si pierzatoare de carapace care, dupa o mie de ani, in mine si-a gasit casa. Sint nebun dupa ea, ca motorul dupa chiulasa. Si-n ea ma tot slobod mereu, ca si dulceata in melasa. | Dana Nicorici She Is the Turtle She is the turtle That has been wandering for one thousand years, With her earthly shell embodying one thousand years. And now she has finally reached me and is here to love me. She climbs on to me Roaming about Stud by stud, Beam by beam. Frame by frame. Sash by sash and glass wall by glass wall, that I stare back at her As if she is out of this world. And I am to be wandered about like a maiden to be wed, Like a fence to be surrounded, Like a lover to be loved. Threshold after threshold, Doorknob after doorknob And bolt after bolt And philander next to philanderess. I flatter myself, Now and then, I’m just a simple man Yearning for her. She is the turtle, The homeless wanderer ,losing her shell. After one thousand years, she has finally found a home in me and I’m going crazy over her, Like the engine goes for the cylinder head And I descend into her, Like sweet jam into blackstrap molasses. |
TRANSLATION CAFÉ 2008, Nr. 23/January 15, 2008, Anny Ballardini, Translations from: Anny Ballardini – Someone else by Gabriela Moldovan – Altcineva
Anny Ballardini - Someone elseI woke up this morningand they had stolen my carmy house my bed my eyesmy mind my family my fatemy job my friendsleft there on the scorching groundI went downtown and got a plastic hearta couple of colored marbles for my...