rocce – nonsolobiancoenero

The World Below the Brine

The world below the brine,
Forests at the bottom of the sea, the branches and leaves,
Sea-lettuce, vast lichens, strange flowers and seeds, the thick tangle, openings, and pink turf,
Different colors, pale gray and green, purple, white, and gold, the play of light through the water,
Dumb swimmers there among the rocks, coral, gluten, grass, rushes, and the aliment of the swimmers,
Sluggish existences grazing there suspended, or slowly crawling close to the bottom,
The sperm-whale at the surface blowing air and spray, or disporting with his flukes,
The leaden-eyed shark, the walrus, the turtle, the hairy sea-leopard, and the sting-ray,
Passions there, wars, pursuits, tribes, sight in those ocean-depths, breathing that thick-breathing air, as so many do,
The change thence to the sight here, and to the subtle air breathed by beings like us who walk this sphere,
The change onward from ours to that of beings who walk other spheres.

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Helene Fischer Show 2012 – Under water world ARD

Noi due, quanto a lungo fummo ingannati,
ora metamorfosati fuggiamo veloci come fa la Natura,
noi siamo Natura, a lungo siamo mancati, ma ora torniamo,
diventiamo piante, tronchi, fogliame, radici, corteccia,
siamo incassati nel terreno, siamo rocce,
siamo querce, cresciamo fianco a fianco nelle radure,
bruchiamo, due tra la mandria selvaggia, spontanei come chiunque,
siamo due pesci che nuotano insieme nel mare,
siamo ciò che i fiori di robinia sono, spandiamo profumi
nei sentieri intorno i mattini e le sere,
siamo anche sterco di bestie, vegetali, minerali,
siamo due falchi, due predatori, ci libriamo in alto nell’aria e guardiamo sotto,
siamo due soli splendenti, siamo noi che ci bilanciamo
sferici, stellari, siamo come due comete,
vaghiamo con due zanne e quattro zampe nei boschi, ci lanciamo sulla preda,
siamo due nuvole che mattina e pomeriggio avanzano in alto,
siamo mari che si mescolano, siamo due di quelle felici
onde che rotolano una sull’altra e si spruzzano l’un l’altra,
siamo ciò che l’atmosfera è, trasparente, ricettiva, pervia, impervia,
siamo neve, pioggia, freddo, buio, siamo ogni prodotto, ogni influenza del globo,
abbiamo ruotato e ruotato sinché siamo arrivati di nuovo a casa, noi due
abbiamo abrogato tutto fuorché la libertà, tutto fuorché la gioia.

(Traduzione di Giuseppe Conte)

We Two, How Long We Were Fool’d

We two, how long we were fool’d,
Now transmuted, we swiftly escape as Nature escapes,
We are Nature, long have we been absent, but now we return,
We become plants, trunks, foliage, roots, bark,
We are bedded in the ground, we are rocks,
We are oaks, we grow in the openings side by side,
We browse, we are two among the wild herds spontaneous as any,
We are two fishes swimming in the sea together,
We are what locust blossoms are, we drop scent around lanes mornings and evenings,
We are also the coarse smut of beasts, vegetables, minerals,
We are two predatory hawks, we soar above and look down,
We are two resplendent suns, we it is who balance ourselves orbic and stellar, we are as two comets,
We prowl fang’d and four-footed in the woods, we spring on prey,
We are two clouds forenoons and afternoons driving overhead,
We are seas mingling, we are two of those cheerful waves rolling over each other and interwetting each other,
We are what the atmosphere is, transparent, receptive, pervious, impervious,
We are snow, rain, cold, darkness, we are each product and influence of the globe,
We have circled and circled till we have arrived home again, we two,
We have voided all but freedom and all but our own joy.