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ONE NIGHT ON THE DANUBE                               O NOAPTE PE DUNARE


                                        That night i forgot everything:                       În noaptea-aceea am uitat de toate:
                                        Rough water, perils, parents.                         De ape, de primejdii  i p rin i.
                                        I was the child who thought she had a fling           Eram copila ce credea c  poate
                                        And that she could trans fix the saints               În urne de iubire pentru sfin i,
                                        In her long braids                                    S  priponeasc  timpul în cosi e
                                        By your big eyes she was arrested                      i prizoniera ochilor t i mari
                                        She dreamed, she would pick up the desire seeds       S-adune din iatacuri de domni e
                                        And to her bosom, she would have them nested          Toti sâmburii dorin elor amari

                                        That night under the brows                            În noapte-aceea se pierdea sub tâmple
                                        And boughs, and churches and the silent vows          Sub ramuri, suab biserici, sub t ceri,
                                        The love that was to be sheltered                     Iubirea ce avea s  se întâmple
                                        And we were taken helter-skelter.                      i-avea s  ne subjuge în c deri.
                                        The slanting mirror saw me                            La miezul cald dintr-o oglind –n dung
                                        Kneel a thousand times                                Aveam s -ngenunchez de mii de ori,
                                        And life was larger than the sea                      N-avea putere via a s -mi ajung
                                        Yet not an ocean to embrace my sighs.                 S  te a tept prin p timi  i vâltori

                                        That night, oh god, how could it be?                  În noaptea-aceea , doamne cum se face ?
                                        With or without you, there was us,                    Cu tine, f r  tine, dar cu noi ,
                                        That night was the beginning of my hopes              Din acea noapte pân  mai încoace
                                        We would forget these hores                           N-am încetat s  sper pentru-amândoi
                                        And the sand and all the fuss                         C  vom uita  i maluri  i nisipuri
                                        We'd stay away from water and from slopes             Ne vom feri de apele adânci
                                        And underneath deep founts without a glint of glitter   i din fântâni de stele f r  chipuri
                                        We'd dig patches of night under the rocks             Buc  i de noapte vom s pa sub stânci

                                        Never shall my strings resound                        Ca-n noaptea-aceea,  tiu c  niciodat
                                        As they did that night                                Nu voi mai tremura sub alte bol i
                                        Nor would fair danube ever astound                    Nici dun rea cea blând   i curat
                                        Young lovers as it did then with its might            Nu ne va ispiti la fel pe to i
                                        Since you starred the book, of our love               A a cum ai deschis cândva iubirea
                                        And then you hid it in a drawer                        i ai ascuns-o apoi într-un sertar
                                        Let me breathe again the air                          Azi las -m  s  mai respir lumina
                                        Of a sin which never left that's hore                 Unui p cat de care n-ai habar
 24  K.C. Sethi & Sunita Sethi                                                                                                              SHAPES OF LOVE  25
                                       @Camelia Florescu – România                            @Camelia Florescu – România
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