demboraren condaira / the legend of time
the balde-ren 39. alean argitaratua (web orria ez dago eguneratua):
Acaso daude biac presente dembora futuroan,
Dembora presentea eta dembora passatua.
Eta dembora passatuan contenituric dembora futuroa.
Uhartea cenuen uçi, Camaron, uretara eguin jauci.
Tarara bai, Tarara ez, hegan çaitugu icusi.
Ameçaren lur eremuan nehorc ecin du haciric haci.
Çure condairaren amua aho çabalic dugu irençi.
Hiça higuiçen da, musica higuiçen da
soilic demboran cehar; baina bici dena soilic
daiteque hil. Soilic formaren bithartez, ereduaren bithartez
possible dute hiçec, musicac,
irauncortassunera heldu, onçi Chinatarra
perpetualqui higuiçen den ancean, irauncortassunean.
Hau da carrica bacarra, eta besthea
berdina da, higuiduraric gabea,
muguimendutic abstenituric; mundua higuiçen delaric
apparençiaz soilic, dembora passatuaren eta dembora futuroaren
carrica metalicoetatic.
Berehala, hemen, orain, bethi–
Ridiculoa da alferricaco dembora tristea,
lehen eta guero artean hedaçen dena.
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
The island you left, Camaron, jumped out into the water.
Tarara yes, Tarara no, we saw you fly.
No-one can grow seed in the land of dreams.
We have swallowed whole the hook of your legend.
Word moves, music moves
Only in time; but that wich is only living
Can only die. Only by the form, the pattern,
Can words or music reach
The stillness, as a Chinese jar still
Moves perpetually in its stillness.
This is the one way, and the other
Is the same, not in movement
But abstention from movement; while the world moves
In appearency, on its metalled ways
Of time past and time future.
Quick now, here, now, always–
Ridiculous the waste sad time
Stretching before and after.