| 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. | Veronica Stoianovici She Is the Tortoise She is the tortoise having wandered for a thousand years who is holding a thousand years in her earthly case who has finally reached me, and she’s here to love me. She climbs onto me Wandering about me Door-frame by door-frame Beam by beam Rafter by rafter. Frame by frame And window pane by window pane making me look at her Like the doubtful deal at the swindle. And I am to be wandered about Like a maiden to be wed Like a tiny fence to be surrounded Like a lover to be loved. Doorstep after doorstep Door handle after door handle And bolt after bolt Don Juan next to harlot. I incense myself, Here and there Booby’s foot After her sweet little foot, Little foot going round. She is the tortoise The vagrant who loses her case Who has found a home in me a thousand years after. I am crazy about her Like the engine about the breech. And into her I always set myself free Like the jam into the 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...