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Anatomia Lunii. The Anatomy of the Moon

De (autor): Adrian Sangeorzan

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Anatomia Lunii. The Anatomy of the Moon

De (autor): Adrian Sangeorzan

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Editie bilingva: Romana-engleza

Anatomia Lunii

Dintotdeauna am crezut ca luna
E legata de pamant cu o sfoara.
La inceput ma uitam la cer cu mana la ochi
Pentru ca cerul era dat la maxim
Si stelele cazatoare lasau in urma un fel de funingine
De care mama imi spunea sa ma feresc,
Pana cand luna aparea din nou peste dealuri
Rotunda sau mancata de molii
Trecea vara intreaga.
Tata ma tot masura la usa,
Iar lemnul usii ba se umplea de ramuri, ba de iarba deasa
Si nimeni nu mai stia daca am crescut sau nu.
Oricum eu eram la datorie cu mana streasina
Si priveam cerul in care stelele
Se inmulteau ca mormolocii din balta.
Doar ea, luna, ramanea aceeasi
Si am inteles singur ca nu iese de niciunde
Doar in sfoara aceea care o leaga de noi
Credeam ca intr-o raza de soare.

The Anatomy of the Moon


I always thought that the moon
Was tied to the earth by a string.
In the beginning I used to look up at the sky
With one hand shading my eyes
Because the sky was turned up to maximum
And the falling stars left behind a trail of soot
Which my mother warned me to stay away from.
By the time the moon appeared again over the hills,
Round or gobbled up by moths,
The whole summer passed by.
My father kept measuring me up against the doorway,
Its wood frame filled up with branches or thick grass
And no one could tell whether I grew or not
I was on watch anyhow with my hand over my eye
Looking up at the sky where the stars
Were multiplying like little frogs in a pond.
Only the moon always stayed the same,
I myself figured out that it doesn't come from somewhere else
And believed in the string that dropped down to us
Like in a sunbeam. - [Fragment]
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Anatomia Lunii

Dintotdeauna am crezut ca luna
E legata de pamant cu o sfoara.
La inceput ma uitam la cer cu mana la ochi
Pentru ca cerul era dat la maxim
Si stelele cazatoare lasau in urma un fel de funingine
De care mama imi spunea sa ma feresc,
Pana cand luna aparea din nou peste dealuri
Rotunda sau mancata de molii
Trecea vara intreaga.
Tata ma tot masura la usa,
Iar lemnul usii ba se umplea de ramuri, ba de iarba deasa
Si nimeni nu mai stia daca am crescut sau nu.
Oricum eu eram la datorie cu mana streasina
Si priveam cerul in care stelele
Se inmulteau ca mormolocii din balta.
Doar ea, luna, ramanea aceeasi
Si am inteles singur ca nu iese de niciunde
Doar in sfoara aceea care o leaga de noi
Credeam ca intr-o raza de soare.

The Anatomy of the Moon


I always thought that the moon
Was tied to the earth by a string.
In the beginning I used to look up at the sky
With one hand shading my eyes
Because the sky was turned up to maximum
And the falling stars left behind a trail of soot
Which my mother warned me to stay away from.
By the time the moon appeared again over the hills,
Round or gobbled up by moths,
The whole summer passed by.
My father kept measuring me up against the doorway,
Its wood frame filled up with branches or thick grass
And no one could tell whether I grew or not
I was on watch anyhow with my hand over my eye
Looking up at the sky where the stars
Were multiplying like little frogs in a pond.
Only the moon always stayed the same,
I myself figured out that it doesn't come from somewhere else
And believed in the string that dropped down to us
Like in a sunbeam. - [Fragment]
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