SOLITUDE / SINGURATATE

POSTED IN classic poetry, translated English-Romanian April 6, 2019

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

SOLITUDE / SINGURATATE

 

Laugh, and the world laughs with you;
Weep, and you weep alone;
For the sad old earth must borrow its mirth,
But has trouble enough of its own.
Sing, and the hills will answer;
Sigh, it is lost on the air;
The echoes bound to a joyful sound,
But shrink from voicing care.

Rejoice, and men will seek you;
Grieve, and they turn and go;
They want full measure of all your pleasure,
But they do not need your woe.
Be glad, and your friends are many;
Be sad, and you lose them all,—
There are none to decline your nectared wine,
But alone you must drink life’s gall.

Feast, and your halls are crowded;
Fast, and the world goes by.
Succeed and give, and it helps you live,
But no man can help you die.
There is room in the halls of pleasure
For a large and lordly train,
But one by one we must all file on
Through the narrow aisles of pain.

ELLA WHEELER WILCOX
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SINGURATATE

Razi, si lumea cu tine va rade ;
Plangi si singur vei plange;
Caci tristul pamant ras imprumutand,
Necazul si pe el il ajunge.
Canta, si colinele-or raspunde;
Ofteaza si-i in aer pierdut;
Ecouri raspund unui raset profund,
Insa la necaz au tacut.

Fii vesel, si lumea te cata,
Fii trist, ei se-ntorc si dispar ;
Ei vor participa la fericirea ta,
Insa n-au treaba cu-al tau amar.
Razi, si prieteni sunt multi;
Fii trist, si cu totii vor piere,-
Nu-i unul sa refuze vinu-ti nectar pe buze,
Insa singur vei bea-a lumii fiere.
Petrece, si casa ti-e plina;
Posteste, si lumea-i trecuta.
Parvine si daruie, si viata te-nvaluie
Insa nimeni cand mori nu te-ajuta.
Pentru-un tren larg si arogant,
Este loc in sala placerii
Insa unul cate unu toti tre’ sa facem drumu’
Prin colturile-nguste ale durerii.

 

Maria Magdalena