DURCH EINEN SCHACHT / PRINTR-UN TUNEL / THROUGH A SHAFTOh, wie uns die Knochen gefriern
in der unerbittlichen Eisluft,
die Haut spannt sich darüber
porenzerreißend.
Dein Atem verrinnt,
entbindende Wärme.ROLAND ERB
……………….
PRINTR-UN TUNEL
Oh, cum ne degeră oasele
în aerul de necrutator de gheata,
pielea se intinde peste el
rupand porii.
Rasuflarea-ti se scurge,
dand nastere caldurii.…………
THROUGH A SHAFT
Oh, how our bones freeze
in the relentless icy air,
the skin stretches over it
pore-tearing.
Your breath trickles away,
delivering warmth.
traducere, M. M. Biela
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