Dylan Thomas — Author's Prologue tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
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Tekst piosenki
This day winding down now
At God speeded summer’s end
In the torrent salmon sun,
In my seashaken house
On a breakneck of rocks
Tangled with chirrup and fruit,
Froth, flute, fin, and quill
At a wood’s dancing hoof,
By scummed, starfish sands
With their fishwife cross
Gulls, pipers, cockles, and snails,
Out there, crow black, men
Tackled with clouds, who kneel
To the sunset nets,
Geese nearly in heaven, boys
Stabbing, and herons, and shells
That speak seven seas,
Eternal waters away
From the cities of nine
Days' night whose towers will catch
In the religious wind
Like stalks of tall, dry straw,
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
Is a burning and crested act,
The fire of birds in The world’s turning wood,
For my swan, splay sounds),
Out of these seathumbed leaves
That will fly and fall
Like leaves of trees and as soon
Crumble and undie
Into the dogdayed night.
Seaward the salmon, sucked sun slips,
And the dumb swans drub blue
My dabbed bay’s dusk, as I hack
This rumpus of shapes
For you to know
How I, a spining man,
Glory also this star, bird
Roared, sea born, man torn, blood blest.
Hark: I trumpet the place,
From fish to jumping hill! Look:
I build my bellowing ark
To the best of my love
As the flood begins,
Out of the fountainhead
Of fear, rage read, manalive,
Molten and mountainous to stream
Over the wound asleep
Sheep white hollow farms
To Wales in my arms.
You king singsong owls, who moonbeam
The flickering runs and dive
The dingle furred deer dead!
Huloo, on plumbed bryns,
O my ruffled ring dove
In the hooting, nearly dark
With Welsh and reverent rook,
Coo rooning the woods' praise,
Who moons her blue notes from her nest
Down to the curlew herd!
Ho, hullaballoing clan
Agape, with woe
In your beaks, on the gabbing capes!
Heigh, on horseback hill, jack
Whisking hare! who
Hears, there, this fox light, my flood ship’s
Clangour as I hew and smite
(A clash of anvils for my Hubbub and fiddle, this tune
On atounged puffball)
But animals thick as theives
On God’s rough tumbling grounds
(Hail to His beasthood!).
Beasts who sleep good and thin,
Hist, in hogback woods! The haystacked
Hollow farms ina throng
Of waters cluck and cling,
And barnroofs cockcrow war!
O kingdom of neighbors finned
Felled and quilled, flash to my patch
Work ark and the moonshine
Drinking Noah of the bay,
With pelt, and scale, and fleece:
Only the drowned deep bells
Of sheep and churches noise
Poor peace as the sun sets
And dark shoals every holy field.
We will ride out alone then,
Under the stars of Wales,
Cry, Multiudes of arks! Across
The water lidded lands,
Manned with their loves they’ll move
Like wooden islands, hill to hill.
Huloo, my prowed dove with a flute!
Ahoy, old, sea-legged fox,
Tom tit and Dai mouse!
My ark sings in the sun
At God speeded summer’s end
And the flood flowers now.
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
This day winding down now
At God speeded summer ' s end
In the torrent salmon sun,
In my seashaken house
Na krańcu skał
Splątane z chirrup i owoców,
Piana, flet, płetwa i pióro
At a wood ' s dancing hoof,
By scummed, starfish sands
Krzyż Walecznych
Mewy, pipery, kurkule i ślimaki,
# Tam kruk czarny
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To the sunset nets,
Gęsi prawie w niebie, chłopcy
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"That speak seven seas",
Eternal waters away
From the cities of nine
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In the religious wind
Jak łodygi wysokiej, suchej słomy,
At poor peace I sing
To you strangers (though song
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The fire of birds in the world ' s turning wood,
"For my swan, splay sounds"),
Out of these seathumbed leaves
Że poleci i spadnie
Like leaves of trees and as soon
Crumble and undie
"Into the dogdayed night"
Seaward the salmon, sucked sun slips,
I głupie łabędzie drub blue
"My dabbed bay' s dusk, as I hack"
Ten zgiełk kształtów
For you to know
How I, a spin man,
Chwała również tej gwieździe, ptaku
Ryczący, zrodzony z Morza, rozdarty człowiek, pobłogosławiony krwią.
Hark: i trumpet the place,
Od ryb do skoków! # Patrz:
I build my bellowing ark
To the best of my love
As the flood begins,
Out of The fountainhead
Of fear, rage read, manalive,
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Owca Biała pusta Farma
Za Walię w moich ramionach.
Ty król śpiewających sów, który promień Księżyca
Migotanie biega i nurkuje
Jeleń Dingle nie żyje!
Huloo, on plumbed bryns,
O mój zbrukany pierścieniu Gołąbku
"In the hooting, nearly dark"
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Coo rooning the woods' praise,
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Do stada curlew!
Ho, hullaballoing clan
Agape z nieszczęściem
W dziobach, na pelerynie!
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Zając! kto
Hears, there, this fox light, my flood ship ' s
Clangour as I hew and smite
(A clash of anvils for my Hubbub and fiddle, this tune
Na)
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On God ' s rough tumbling grounds
(Chwała jego bestii!).
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Hist, w lesie hogback! The haystacked
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O wodach gdaczących i cling,
I wojna kogutów w barnroofs!
O królestwo sąsiadów
Felled and quilled, flash to my patch
Work ark and the moonshine
Drinking Noah of the bay,
Z futrem, skalą i polarem:
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Szum owiec i kościołów
Poor peace as the sun sets
I ciemne ławice na każdym świętym polu.
Więc wyjedziemy sami.,
Under the stars of Wales,
Płaczcie, wielotysięczne Arki! Across
The water lidded lands,
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Jak drewniane Wyspy, wzgórze do wzgórza.
Huloo, mój Gołąbek z fletem!
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Tom cycek i mysz Dai!
Moja Arka śpiewa w słońcu
At God speeded summer ' s end
A teraz kwiaty powodziowe.