Marea e una
Talazurile sunt fraze pelagice
pe care prova le taie în propoziții inegale,
lăsând înțelesul vântului,
care ne-a iuțit în călătorie.
Stropii sărați sunt literele și punctuația
scăpate din ortoepia marină,
ni se usucă în păr și pe chip,
ne înțeapă ochii și ne crapă mâinile.
Înțelesul mării e dus departe,
la poalele muntelui Ida,
acolo unde nu mai e nimeni deprins
cu puterea talazurilor.
Unii mor fără să afle înțelesul mării,
alții îl tac, dar eu vă spun:
fiecare talaz ridicat peste orizont
strigă despre marea dintre coastele pământului
și despre marea dintre coastele tale
care sunt aceeași mare;
fiecare talaz ridicat peste orizont
este reamintirea magnitudinii
al cărui vârf viețuiește în carne.
The sea is one
The waves are pelagic phrases
that the bow cuts into uneven sentences,
leaving the meaning to the wind,
that hastened our journey.
The salty splashes are the letters and punctuation
escaped from marine orthoepy,
they dry in our hair and on our faces,
sting our eyes and crack our hands.
The meaning of the sea is carried far away,
to the foot of Mount Ida,
where no one is accustomed
to the power of the waves.
Some die without knowing the meaning of the sea,
others keep it silent, but I tell you:
each wave raised above the horizon
shouts about the sea between the shores of the earth
and about the sea between your shores
being the same sea;
each wave raised above the horizon
is the reminder of the magnitude
whose peak lives in the flesh.
English translation by Călin Dengel
Η θάλασσα είναι μία
Οι κυματισμοί είναι πελαγικές φράσεις
που η πλώρη τις τέμνει σε προτάσεις άνισες,
αφήνοντας το νόημα στον άνεμο,
που μας επέσπευσε στο ταξίδι.
Οι αλμυρές σταγόνες είναι τα γράμματα και τα σημεία στίξης
που ξέφυγαν από τη ναυτική ορθοέπεια·
στεγνώνουν στα μαλλιά και στο πρόσωπό μας,
μας τσούζουν τα μάτια και μας σχίζουν τα χέρια.
Το νόημα της θάλασσας έχει χαθεί μακριά,
στους πρόποδες του όρους Ίδα,
εκεί όπου κανείς πια δεν είναι μαθημένος
στη δύναμη των κυμάτων.
Κάποιοι πεθαίνουν δίχως να μάθουν το νόημα της θάλασσας,
άλλοι το αποσιωπούν, μα εγώ σας λέω:
κάθε κύμα που υψώνεται πάνω από τον ορίζοντα
κραυγάζει για τη θάλασσα ανάμεσα στα πλευρά της γης
και για τη θάλασσα ανάμεσα στα δικά σου πλευρά,
που είναι η ίδια θάλασσα·
κάθε κύμα που υψώνεται πάνω από τον ορίζοντα
είναι η υπενθύμιση του μεγέθους,
που η κορυφή του ενδημεί μες στη σάρκα.
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