The Monogram - Odysseas Elytis I will always mourn -- do you hear me? -- for you, alone,in heaven The Fate will turn away the furrows of The palm,like the keeper of the keys Sometime the Time will consent How else,since people are loved The sky will represent our entrails And the innocence will hit the world With the scythe of the black death II. I mourn the sun and I mourn the years that are coming Without us and I sing the others that passed by If theyre true Spoken the bodies and the boats that were knocking sweetly The guitars that blinked under the waters The believe me and the dont Once in the air once in the music The two small animals,our hands That seek to get up secretly to each other The flowerpot with the dew in the open yard gates And the pieces of the seas that were coming together Over the stones,behind the fences The windflower that sat in your hand And you were shaking three times the purple three times over the falls If these are true I sing The wooden girder and the square illusion In the wall with the Mermaid with the disevelled hair The cat that looked at us in the dark Child with the incense and with the red cross The time that its getting dark in the approachable of the rocks I mourn the cloth that I touched and the world came to mt III. So I talk about you and me Because I love you and in the love I know To enter like a Full Moon From everywhere,like your little foot in the immense sheets To pluck jasmines and I have the power Asleep,to blow to lead you Through moonlight paths and secret arches of the sea Hypnotised trees with spiders that we silver plated The waves have heard of you How you caress,how you kiss How you say in whispers the what and the eh Around the neck in the bay Always us the light and the shadow Always you the little star and always me the dark floater Always you the harbor and me the right latern The wet breakwater and the shine upon the oars High in the house with the vine branches The tied roses,and the water that gets cold Always you the stone statue and always I the shadow that grows The leaning window shutter you,and I the adoration that opens it Because I love you and I love you Always you the coin and I the adoration that cashes it: So the night,so the roar in the wind So the drop in the air,so the serenity All around the despotic sea Chamber of the sky with the stars So your slightest breath I have nothing else anymore than In the four walls,the ceiling,the floor To cry out from you and my voice to hit me To smell from you and the people to get angry Because the untried and the from else brought The people cant stand it and its early,do you hear me Its still early in this world my love TO TALK ABOUT YOU AND ME IV. Its still early in this world,do you hear me The monsters havent benn tamed,do you hear me My lost blood and the sharp,do you hear me Knife Like a ram that runs through the skies And cracks the branches of the stars,do you hear me Its me,do you hear me I love you,do you hear me I hold you and I take you and I wear to you The Ophelias white wedding dress,do you hear me Where are you leaving me,where are you going and who,do you hear me He holds your hand above the deluge The huge retails and the lavas of the volcanos Will come one day,do you hear me To bury us after and the thousands of years They will make us shiny stones,do you hear me To shine upon them the insensibility,to hear Of the people And to throw us thousands of pieces In the waters one by one, do you hear me My bitter pebbles I count,do you hear me And the time is a big church,do you hear me That sometime the Saints figures shed true tears,do you hear me The bells open high,do you hear me, One deep passage to cross The angels are waiting with candles and deadly chants Im going nowhere do you hear me Anyone or the two of us together,do you hear me This flower of the storm and do you hear me Of love We cut it once and forever And it cant blossom in any other way,do you hear me In another land,another star,do you hear me The soil doesnt exist,the air doesnt exist That we touched,the same,do you hear me And no gardener fortuned in other times From so winter and from so north winds,do you hear me To blossom a flower,only us,do you hear me In the middle of the sea And only the errand of the love,do you hear me We raised a whole island,do you hear me With caves and with hawsers and with blossomed precipices listen,listen Who talks in the waters and who cries-do you listen? who seeks the other,who is screaming- do you listen? Its me who I scream and its me that Im crying,do you hear me I love you,I love you,do you hear me V. For you I have talked in old times With wise nurses and insurgents veterans From what is it that you have the sorrow of the venison The reflection on the forehead of the shaking water And why,it says,to care to come close to you That I dont want love.but I want the wind But I want the galloping of the open standing sea And no one had heard about you For you neither the dittany nor the mushroom None inn the high places of Crete Only for you God accepted to guide my hand Here,there,everything carefully in the circle of the coast of the face,the bays,the hair In the hill waving left Your body in the position of the lonely pine Eyes of the pride and of the transparent Sea bottom,in the home with the old china cabinet The yellow laces and the cypress wood Alone waiting to be first seen High in the roof or back in the flat stones of the yard With the Saints horse and the egg of Easter Like from a destroyed wall painting As old as the young life wanted you To fit in the candle the huge volcanic glow That no one has seen and heard Nothing in the solitude and the abandoned houses Neither the buried ancestor side by side in the yard wall For you neither the old woman with all her herbs For you,only I,maybe and the music That I chase of but she comes back stronger For you the unshaped breast of the twelve years The turned in the future with a red crate For you like a pin the bitter smell That finds in the body and drills the will And theres the soil,theres the pigeons,theres our ancient land VI. I have seen many and the land inside my mind seems more beautiful More beautiful in the golden steams The sharp stone,more beautiful The depths of the isthmus and our roofs inside the waves More beautiful the beams where without stepping you pass by But unbeaten the godness of Samothrakis over the mountains of the sea Like this I have looked at you and its enough for me All the time to have been acquited In the small water course that your passing leaves behind Following like an inexperienced dolphin And my soul to play with the white and the cyan! Victory,victory that Ive been beaten Before love and with For the time and the giul-birshimi Go,go and let me be lost Alone and let the sun be that you keep a child new born Alone,and let me be the country that mourns Let it be the reason that I sent it to keep you a bay leaf Alone,the air strong and alone the entirely round Pebble in the blinking of the dark bottom The fisherman that lifted and threw back in the times the Heaven! VII. In the Heaven I have spotted an island Same as you and one house at the sea With a big bed and a small door I have threw in the bottomless an echo To look at myself when I wake up
Posted on: Wed, 24 Dec 2014 15:01:30 +0000
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