Ah vastedad de pinos, rumor de olas quebrándose,
lento juego de luces, campana solitaria,
crepúsculo cayendo en tus ojos, muñeca,
caracola terrestre, en ti la tierra canta!
En ti los ríos cantan y mi alma en ellos huye
como tú lo desees y hacia donde tú quieras.
Márcame mi camino en tu arco de esperanza
y soltaré en delirio mi bandada de flechas.
En torno a mí estoy viendo tu cintura de niebla
y tu silencio acosa mis horas perseguidas,
y eres tú con tus brazos de piedra transparente
donde mis besos anclan y mi húmeda ansia anida.
Ah tu voz misteriosa que el amor tiñe y dobla
en el atardecer resonante y muriendo!
Así en horas profundas sobre los campos he visto
doblarse las espigas en la boca del viento.
Pablo Neruda
Veinte poemas de amor y una canción desesperada, (1924)
POEM 3
Ah vastness of pines, murmur of waves breaking,
slow play of lights, solitary bell,
twilight falling in your eyes, toy doll,
earth-shell, in whom the earth sings!
In you the rivers sing and my soul flees in them
as you desire, and you send it where you will.
Aim my road on your bow of hope
and in a frenzy, I will flee my flock of arrows.
On all sides, I see your waist of fog,
and your silence hunts down my afflicted hours;
my kisses anchor, and my moist desire nests
in your arms of transparent stone.
Ah your mysterious voice that love tolls and darkens
in the resonant and dying evening!
Thus in the deep hours I have seen, over the fields,
the ears of wheat tolling in the mouth of the wind.
Pablo Neruda
Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair, (1924)
Translated by W. S. Merwin
POEM 3
Ah vastness of pines, murmur of waves breaking,
slow play of lights, solitary bell,
twilight falling in your eyes, baby doll,
snail of the earth, in you the earth sings!
In you the rivers sing, and my soul in them flees
as you desire it, and you send it where you will.
Mark for me my road on your brows of hope
and I in my delirium will release the flock of arrows.
Around me I see your waist of fog
and your silence accosts my troubled hours,
and you are with your transparent arms of stones
where my kisses anchor and my damp desire nests.
Ah your mysterious voice that love colors and tolls
in the resonant and dying evening!
Thus in deep hours over the fields I have seen
the ears of wheat tolling in the mouth of the wind.
Pablo Neruda
Twenty Love Poems and a Song of Despair, (1924)
POEME 3
Immensité des pins, rumeur brisée des vagues,
contre le crépuscule et ses vieilles hélices
crépuscule tombant sur tes yeux de poupée,
coquillage terrestre, en toi la terre chante!
En toi chantent les fleuves et sur eux fuit mon âme
comme tu le désires et vers où tu le veux.
Trace-moi le chemin sur ton arc d'espérance
que je lâche en délire une volée de flèches.
Je vois autour de moi ta ceinture de brume,
mes heures poursuivies traquées par ton silence,
c'est en toi, en tes bras de pierre transparente
que mes baisers se sont ancrés, au nid de mon désir humide.
Ah! ta voix de mystère que teinte et plie l'amour
au soir retentissant et qui tombe en mourant!
Ainsi à l'heure sombre ai-je vu dans les champs
se plier les épis sous la bouche du vent.
Pablo Neruda
Vingt poèmes d'amour et une chanson désespérée, (1924)
POESIA 3
Ah vastità di pini, rumore d'onde che si frangono,
lento gioco di luci, campana solitaria,
crepuscolo che cade nei tuoi occhi, bambola
chiocciola terrestre, in te la terra canta!
In te i fiumi cantano e in essi l'anima mia fugge
come tu desideri e verso dove tu vorrai.
Segnami la mia strada nel tuo arco di speranze
e lancerò in delirio il mio stormo di frecce.
Intorno a me sto osservando la tua cintura di nebbia
e il tuo silenzio incalza le mie ore inseguite,
e sei tu ton le tue braccia di pietra trasparente
dove i miei baci si ancorano e la mia umida ansia s'annida.
Ah la tua voce misteriosa che l'amore tinge e piega
nel crepuscolo risonante e morente!
Così in ore profonde sopra i campi ho visto
piegarsi le spighe sulla bocca del vento.
Pablo Neruda
Venti poesie d'amore e una canzone disperata, (1924)
ŞİİR 3
Çamların sonsuzluğu, çatlayan dalga sesi,
ışıkların usuldan oyunu ve ıssız çan,
gözlerine alacakaranlık inmiş, yavrum,
dünya sedefi, sende yeryüzüdür şakıyan.
Sende ırmaklar şakır ve ruhum onlarla hep
istediğince kaçar istediğin yere.
Yolumu belirtsen de umut yayında senin
oklarımı art arda salsam delicesine.
Çevremde görürüm o sislerden kemerini,
kaçan saatlerimi kıstırır sessizliğin,
öpüşlerim demirler saydam, taş kollarında,
yuvadır onlar benim ıslak isteğim için.
Aşkı boyayıp katladığı gizemli sesin
o çınlayan ve sönüp gidiveren akşamla!
Karanlık saatlerde öyle katlanır, gördüm,
rüzgârın ağzındaki başaklar tarlalarda.
Pablo Neruda
Çeviri: Sait Maden
"Yirmi Aşk Şiiri ve Umutsuz Bir Şarkı"dan. (1924)
 |
| Photo by Igor Amelkovich |
Hiç yorum yok:
Yorum Gönder