În parul tau de aur, o copca de argint
aveai, si-n noaptea deasa ca smoala, tu, frumoasa,
cu pletele de aur sunând, si de matasa
erai faclie blonda, lucind în labirint.
O, as fi vrut sa fie vazduhul nu te mint
în mâna mea o calda si mângâioasa .....
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
And their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
.....
I want to die while you love me,
While yet you hold me fair,
While laughter lies upon my lips
And lights are in my hair.
I want to die while you love me,
And bear to that still bed,
Your kisses turbulent, unspent,
To warm me when .....
I Dreamed that I ws dead and crossed the heavens, --
Heavens after heavens with burning feet and swift, --
And cried: "O God, where art Thou?" I left one
On earth, whose burden I would pray Thee lift."
I was so dead I wondered at no thing, .....
Dear Heart, Why Will You Use Me So?
By James Joyce
Dear heart, why will you use me so?
Dear eyes that gently me upbraid,
Still are you beautiful – but O,
How is your beauty raimented!
Through the clear mirror of your eyes,
Señor, matadme, si queréis.
(Pero, señor, ¡no me matéis!)
Señor dios, por el sol sonoro,
por la mariposa de oro,
por la rosa con el lucero,
los corretines del sendero,
por el pecho del ruiseñor,
por los naranjales en flor,
.....