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Bacovia, George: Sic transit…

Portre of Bacovia, George

Sic transit… (Romanian)

I

Acolo, unde nu-i nimeni,
Nici umbre,
unde se duc
Multime de ani,
Si zgomotul zilei,
Si tacerea noptii…
Unde toate sunt stiute…
Acolo, spun calatorii,
Ca numai rafale de foc
Se denunta
Lugubru, metalic,
Din minut în minut.
Acolo, unde nu-i nimeni,
Si nu mai trebuie
Nici un cuvânt.

II

Si iata, ne-a surprins seara
Peste zi nefiind nimic.
La fel
Ca de atâtea ori.
Povesti …
de munca,
Lene,
banchetul din umbra,
Sau timp de fericire.
Si iata, ne-a surprins seara,
Peste zi nefiind nimic.



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Sic transit … (English)

I

There, where there is no one,
Not even shadows,
there to where
multitudes of years go,
and the din of the day,
and the silence of the night …
Where all things are known …
There, say travelers,
Only outbursts of fire
Denounce themselves
dismally, metallically,
From minute to minute.
There, where there is no one
and no more need
For any words.

II

And look, we've been surprised by evening,
Which is nothing by day.
Just like
So many times before.
Tales …
of work,
Leisure,
the banquet in the shadows,
Or a time of happiness.
And look, we've been surprised by evening,
which is nothing by day.



Uploaded byP. T.
Source of the quotationhttp://www.jbeilharz.de

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