Jaime Sabines - Los Amorosos versuri traducere în engleză
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Translation The Lovers
The lovers unvoice themselves.
Love is the finest silence,
the most trembling, the most unbearable.
The lovers seek,
the lovers are the ones who abandon,
the ones who change, te ones who forget.
Their heart tells them that they will never find,
they don't find, they seach.
The lovers walk around like crazy,
because they are alone, alone, alone,
granting, giving themselves every time,
crying because they can't save love.
The are concerned about love. The lovers
live by the day, they can't do more, they don't know.
The are always leaving,
always, to somewhere.
They wait
They wait for nothing, but they wait.
They know that they will never find.
Love is the perpetual extension,
always the next step, another, another.
Lovers are the insatiable ones,
the ones that always —and that's good— must be alone.
The lovers are the hydra of the story.
They have snakes instead of arms.
The veins in their neck swell
also like snakes to suffocate them.
Lovers can't sleep
because if they do, the worms eat them.
In darkness they open their eyes
and fear falls on them.
They find scorpions under their sheet
and their bed floats as if on a lake.
Lovers are crazy, just crazy,
without God and without devil.
Lovers leave their caves
trembling, hungry,
to hunt ghosts.
They laugh at people who know everything,
at those who love in perpetuity, truly,
at those who believe in love
as a lamp of inexhaustible oil.
Lovers play to grab water,
to tatoo the smoke, to not leave.
They play the long, the sad game of love.
Nobody has to resign.
They say no one must resign.
The lovers are ashamed of all conformation.
Empty, but empty from one rib to the other,
death ferments behind their eyes,
and they walk, they cry until dawn
in which trains and roosters say goodbye painfully.
Sometimes they notice a scent o newborn dirt,
of women who sleep with the hand on their sex,
pleased,
of riverbeds of tender water and kitchens.
Lovers begin to sing between their lips
an unlearned song,
and they leave crying, crying,
the beautiful life.
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05.03.2025
Celebration
It's a celebration in the village, a big celebration for the bride
Who, after sixteen years, is finally getting married
In her wedding dress, how beautiful the young girl is
Her mother looks at her and, crying, takes joy in it
The grandfather says to the grandmother, amidst all the joy:
'My little granddaughter looks just like you!'
Between stairs and steps, the bride struts
Making everyone envious who still doesn’t have a fiancé
The village square is full of relatives
Some came by mule, others by donkey
They comfort the mother who is crying freely:
'A daughter at sixty has to get married'
There are tears in the church, as if a tragedy happened
The mother says to everyone: 'They've stolen my daughter!'
It’s time to say 'yes,' 'but what is he doing? Why isn’t he speaking?'
People are amazed, but the groom can’t speak
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
Because everyone forgot that he’s mute
05.03.2025
Sicilian honor
Sicilian
Sicilian
The honor I gave you is Sicilian
There is no wealth that can buy it
When she came to the village
She was a lost woman
People avoided her on the street
But I said to her, 'Love, my love'
She looked me straight in the eyes
Slowly, I took her to my home
After so much mud and dirt
She stayed there
And forgot about her tragic story
After two years, without saying goodbye
She returned to the mud, trampling my honor
What a disaster has fallen upon me
A street woman, without dignity
What is this life of mine?
I no longer have friends, honor... and not even you!
Sicilian
05.03.2025
We are not like you
With your hatred
This world will end
In death, in pain
In terror, it will collapse
There will be no more life
But those like us
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
You say we are crazy
For our hair
But you don't realize
That there is no reason
To give us so much hatred
And so much cruelty
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
If one day you'll understand
That this is not right
For sure, you'll cry
For this society
For all this evil
That you did to us
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
For sure, we are not like you
05.03.2025
Freedom
Freedom
In the sky
And within the stars
Freedom
A flower
In your hair
And within your heart
The freedom that is love
The love you give me
And I will shout to the sky
That I am alive
I will tell others
That I color myself
With your love
With the love you give me
That you give me
With your voice
With your hands
And with your warmth
You are a star
And you will guide me
And I, like a man
Will love you
Forever, that’s how I’ll be
And you, who run
For the infinite
Will point to me
The new light with your finger
And I will see you