| VOGLIU SENTE INFIARASSI L'ONDA ... | I WANT TO FEEL THE SEA BY DAY ... |
| Patrizia Gattaceca | trans. Sarah Lawson (from Corsican) |
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Vogliu sente infiarassi l'onda, Lascià l'ombra meia à sulana Madrami a vita à liquore; Sgranà di l'amore ogni stonda ... Ne vogliu accinghje l'universu Cunfondemi in lu so battime, Cuntrastà cù l'acella amica In l'alitu di lu mio versu. à l'ecu di a tramuntana Stà la mio terra batticore, Cinna a canzona landana Pè l'aghje azure di e cime ... Sparghje cun tè la bionda spica È fà tundulià le rime! |
I want to feel the sea by day And leave my shadow to the sun To pour it into my life's run; With love to count each moment, if I may ... I want to embrace the universe To merge in the throbbing of its heart, And speak to my friend the bird with all my art With the breath that speaks, and is, my verse. The echo of our strong north wind Comes pulsing from my land again, A suggestion of our nation's hymn The blue of mountain tops the fields of grain ... I want to sow the seeding time And give you and the world my rhyme! |
Copyright © Patrizia Gattaceca 2000, publ. Les Belles Lettres, Paris: transl. copyright © Sarah Lawson 2002