Divendres Sant
Language: Catalan (Català)
L’oratge s’adormissa
i el cel és apagat;
ocells de la bardissa,
no desvetlleu l’Amat.
Els pobres ulls són lassos
quan l’hora baixa es fon
i han fatigat sos braços
tots els pecats del món.
La llum se n’és anada
del rostre sangonent;
sa joventut, passada
com una rosa al vent.
Cloïa les parpelles
al cap d’amunt d’un rost;
de cara a les estrelles
clavat en una post.
L’oratge s’adormissa
i el cel és apagat;
ocells de la bardissa,
no desvetlleu l’Amat.
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Salvador Pila) , "Good Friday", copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: Salvador Pila
[Guest Editor] This text was added to the website: 2014-06-09
Line count: 20
Word count: 81
Good Friday
Language: English after the Catalan (Català)
The wind slumbers
and the sky is dim;
birds of the hedge,
do not awake the Beloved.
The frail eyes are weary
when the evening melts away,
and his arms have become tired
of all the sins of the world.
The brightness has left
the blood-stained face,
his youth, gone,
like a rose in the wind.
He closed his eyelids
on the top of a hill;
facing the stars,
nailed to a plank.
The wind slumbers
and the sky is dim;
birds of the hedge,
do not awake the Beloved.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from Catalan (Català) to English copyright © 2014 by Salvador Pila, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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This text was added to the website: 2014-06-09
Line count: 20
Word count: 90
