The most beautiful word

En güzel deniz:
henüz gidilmemiş olanıdır.
En güzel çocuk:
henüz büyümedi.
En güzel günlerimiz:
henüz yaşamadıklarımız.
Ve sana söylemek istediğim en güzel söz:
henüz söylemiş olduğum sözdür ...
Nâzim Hikmet, 24 Eylül 1945


The most beautiful sea:
the one not been sailed yet.
The most beautiful child:
the one not grown up yet.
The most beautiful days of ours:
those we did not live yet.
And the most beautiful word I want to tell:
the word I did not tell you yet.
September 24th, 1945


Das schönste Meer:
das noch nicht befahrene.
Das schönste Kind:
das noch nicht herangewachsene.
Unsere schönsten Tage:
jene, die wir noch nicht erlebten.
Und das schönste Wort, das ich dir sagen möchte:
jenes, das ich dir noch nicht gesagt habe.
24. September 1945

El mar més bonic: 
el que encara no hem navegat. 
El nen més bonic:
el que encara no ha crescut.
Els nostres dies més bonics:
els que encara no hem viscut. 
I les paraules més boniques que us vull dir:
les que acabo de pronunciar... 
24 de setembre 1945 

;-)

Nâzım Hikmet (17 January 1902 – 3 June 1963)

The fundamental evil

Ich erkläre das grundlegende Übel der Welt damit, 
dass der liebe Gott zu wenig Geld geschaffen hat.
                                      * * *
The fundamental evil of the world arose from the fact
that the good Lord has not created money enough. 

 Heinrich Heine (13 December 1797 – 17 February 1856)

I don't want to hear another song ...

Seni düşünmek güzel şey,
                     ümitli şey, 
dünyanın en güzel sesinden en güzel şarkıyı dinlemek gibi bir şey. 
Fakat artık ümit yetmiyor bana,
ben artık şarkı dinlemek değil,
                   şarkı söylemek istiyorum.

[30 Eylül 1945]

*

Thinking of you is something beautiful,
                              something hopeful,
like hearing the most beautiful song from the most beautiful voice in the world.
But hope isn't enough for me anymore,
I don't want to hear another song,
                               I want to sing...

[30 September 1945]

*

An dich zu denken, ist etwas Schönes,
                    etwas Hoffnungsvolles,
als hörte man das schönste Lied der schönsten Stimme der Welt.
Aber die Hoffnung reicht mir nicht mehr,
ich will kein Lied mehr hören,
                             ich will singen...

*

Pensar en tu és quelcom bonic,
          quelcom esperançador,
com escoltar la cançó més bonica de la veu més bonica del món.
Però l'esperança ja no és suficient per a mi,
no vull escoltar cap altra cançó,
                                 vull cantar... 

Nâzım Hikmet (17 January 1902 – 3 June 1963) 

Beers & Books (433) – Joan Maragall: Poems

Another bilingual treasure.

Joan Maragall (10 October 1860 – 20 December 1911)

Saturday night poetry: Joan Maragall

For my Català-speaking friends and visitors.
To spare you lengthy passages in German, I have listed below when poems by Maragall can be heard, recited in Catalan by Jaume Villalba, in German by Àxel Sanjosé.
• 05:16 – 08:12
• 24:27 – 27:20
• 34:10 – 35:38
• 41:45 – 43:39
• 50:58 – 54:41
• 58:39 – 1:02:04
• 1:12:52 – 1:15:52 

May you enjoy. 

 

Joan Maragall (10 October 1860 – 20 December 1911)