Time - Shi gan

That's what I want to.

Do I look happy?

But I'm sad strangely.

My heart is gonna boom up.

El pasado-Το περασμα

Πάλι αυτή η εικόνα.

Μέσα στη μπανιέρα,

κουλουριασμένη σαν έμβρυο

μέσα σε πλακούντα ή

κουκούλι μεταξοσκώληκα,

προφυλάσσοντας το κεφάλι

από το θυμό και την

αλύπητη μανία μου.

Δεν καταλαβαίνω αν περιμένεις ένα χάδι,

έστω και σκληρό

ή

απλά έκλεισες τον γενικό διακόπτη

σαν σε ένα στάδιο μεταμόρφωσης,

παραίτησης,

δεν αντιδράς στις λέξεις.

Ο καθρεφτης του χρονου και της μνημης

Ζησε στο σπιτι,

κι αυτο θα σταθει ορθιο.

Θα καλεσω οποιονδηποτε αιωνα,

θα περπατησω μεσα του

και θα χτισω ενα σπιτι μονος μου...

Παιδικες μνημες οι οποιες για χρονια δε με αφηναν σε ησυχια,

ξαφνικα εξαφανιστηκαν.

Σαν να ειχαν λυωσει.

Και στο τελος
σταματησα να ονειρευομαι για το σπιτι

που ειχα ζησει τοσα χρονια πριν.

Μεταφραση

Την παιρνω μαζι μου παντου.
Ειναι τοσο ομορφη που μπορει να σπασει
την καρδια ενος αντρα μ' ενα βλεμμα,
μια περηφανη κινηση του ωμου της.


Μου λεει οτι θα πεθανει νεα.
Της λεω οτι ολες οι ομορφες γυναικες εχουν την ιδια
εμμονη. Η μικρη διαρκεια ειναι το γνωρισμα
της ομορφιας, σφραγιζοντας την μεσα σε στοματα ανδρων.


Την παιρνω μαζι μου παντου.
Εχει το ασπλαχνο βλεμμα μιας θεας.
Ολοι οι ανδρες που την βλεπουν
θελουν να ζησουν τις ρημαγμενες τους ζωες για παντα.

I take my Anna everywhere

I take my Anna everywhere.
She is so beautiful she can break
a man's heart with a look,
the proud thrust of her shoulder.

She tells me she will die young.
I tell her all beautiful women have the same
premonition. Brevity is the stamp
of beauty, sealing it in the mouths of men.

I take my Anna everywhere.
She has the unpitying gaze of a goddess.
All the men who see her
want to live their wrecked lives forever.

I.L.

Pure

#6 Marko

I lack method.

I am trying to strip away

as much as possible.

I'm searching for purity.

Truth.

And it's rather difficult.

I would like to have the courage

to abandon myself to love.

Venus and Adonis is about

a woman who wants to love -

- and a man

who does not and dares not.

5:59

When time stopped.

When I got stuck

in a loop of memories and nightmares.

#5 Jens

Make use of time,

let not advantage slip;

Beauty within itself

should not be wasted ...

I can't figure out what I've done.

Or what other people have done.

Or if I've fallen into a trap.

Or if I've done the right thing.

We'll communicate like in the old

days; be like we once were.

We must think more simply.

We must rediscover joy.

We must find some

of what we used to share.

#4 Eva

Don't destroy yourself

to punish me.

I am just trying to bridge

the gap I feel between us.

I don't intent to live

with a guilty conscience.

-What does her decision

not to see you mean to you?

-I don't know what it means.

But at some point I'll give up.

I can't fight any more.

I have done what I can.

I have made mistakes

I shouldn't have made.

I didn't mean to.

But what's done is done.

I can't change the past.

I know you want to be left in peace

so I will leave you alone.

From now on 

we'll have nothing to

do with each other, OK?

Sharpened

#2 Tanja

Try to learn to live without him.

When he says he's quitting the stage,

don't believe him.

He will never quit the stage.

The stage is his life.

There is no room for anything else.

And you will play a minor part

in your own life and on stage.

#1 Jacob

It goes the wrong way.

Love should go backwards.

It should start with a broken heart.

By being left forever.

Why not just get it over with?

After that we have the blazing row

where I force you to choose.

But the next morning we wake up

and everything is OK.

We have breakfast in bed.

Stay naked till late afternoon.

And all our feelings

are superficial.

Then we fall in love.

Everything is a game.

And we focus more and more on

our preparations for the great event:

First sight.

It happens.

Suddenly there we are.

We see each other for the first time.

- "Hi."

- You say.

"Hi" I say.

And I turn around

and I've never met you.

And I am free.

Delicate crime #2

I don't need a phrase.
I need a word.
Mistakes.
I'm a man who has always lived
life in the third person.
Until recently...
Not really long ago...
before seeing you,
hearing your words...
I was someone who lived life
in a simple manner.
I looked to the world as
someone who was immunized.
And now...
the more I try to dodge
the image of your face...
of your mouth...
the deeper it enters my soul.

Delicate crime #1

The play, scene after scene,
strips itself.
Everything becomes a frenzy of ins
and outs for the impersonation.

The actors do suffer,
but the audience suffers even more.