March 31, 2011

Second Elegy. Getica.

A posthumous " Happy Birthday"   to Nichita Stanescu
(born on March 31st, 1933, Ploiesti, Romania)

One God was put in every hollow tree.
If a stone is divided, a God was brought and placed there.
It was enough to fell down a bridge to put quickly in place one God, or,  to occur a hole in the asphalt roads to stick in a God.
Oh, do not strike your hand or leg by mistake or intentionally.
Immediately will stick a God to the wound, as elsewhere, as everywhere, will situate a God there that we worship him, because He guards all that fall apart him.
Take care, the Warrior, don't lose your eye, because will bring a God and will set him in your eyelid and He will stay petrified there, and we will arouse our souls to glorify him...
And even you will bestir your soul in glorifying him as if He would be a newcomer.

 One god was put in every hollow tree

Elegia a doua. Getica.
versuri Nichita Stanescu

In fiecare scorbura era asezat un zeu.
Daca se crapa o piatra, repede era adus si pus acolo un zeu.
Era de ajuns sa se rupa un pod, ca sa se aşeze in locul gol un zeu, ori, pe sosele, s-apara in asfalt o groapa, ca sa se aseze in ea un zeu.
O, nu te taia la mana sau la picior, din greseala sau dinadins.
De indata vor pune in rana un zeu, ca peste tot, ca pretutindeni, vor aseza acolo un zeu ca sa ne-nchinam lui, pentru ca el  apara tot ceea ce se desparte de sine.
Ai grija, luptatorule, nu-ti pierde ochiul, pentru ca vor aduce si-ti vor aseza in orbita un zeu si el va sta acolo, impietrit, iar noi ne vom misca sufletele slavindu-l...
Si chiar si tu iti vei urni sufletul slavindu-l ca pe straini.



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