Kukorelly Endre
Változat
És azt valóban nem
tudom már, hogy mikor voltam nagyon
őszinte, és mikor
nem voltam az, ezt így nem lehet
megkülönböztetni
vagy szortírozni. Mert nincs olyan
hazugság, amit
föl ne lehetne, hogy maradjon meg
minden, használni
igazán vagy igaziból, vagy melyik
is itt a helyes
kifejezés, ez most nem jut az eszembe
de valahogy az
igaz, ez a szó benne kell hogy legyen.
És mert semmit sem
változom, se rosszabbra se jobbra
át, se csúnyábbra
se gyönyörűbbre, föl vagy le. Vagy épp
csak valamit. De
meghalni: nem. Meghalni, azt nem.
Lehet, amikor
változom, hogy azokat az órákat
át szoktam aludni.
Vagy lefelé fordítva lebegek.
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A Variation
And I really don’t know
now when was I very
honest and when
was I not, it cannot be
distinguished
and it’s hard to sort it out. For there’s no
lie which could not
be used in order to keep
things as they are
really or in reality, I wonder
which of these is the correct
expression here, I cannot remember,
but somehow the word
real has to be in it.
And because I do not change
at all, for better or for worse,
I’m not uglier or more beautiful
than before, up or down. Or
maybe just a shade. But:
to die: no. Death is not an option.
It’s possible that
while I am changing, I usually
sleep through those hours.
Or else am hovering upside down.
Translated by György Gömöri (2001)
Source: Poetry International Web
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now when was I very
honest and when
was I not, it cannot be
distinguished
and it’s hard to sort it out. For there’s no
lie which could not
be used in order to keep
things as they are
really or in reality, I wonder
which of these is the correct
expression here, I cannot remember,
but somehow the word
real has to be in it.
And because I do not change
at all, for better or for worse,
I’m not uglier or more beautiful
than before, up or down. Or
maybe just a shade. But:
to die: no. Death is not an option.
It’s possible that
while I am changing, I usually
sleep through those hours.
Or else am hovering upside down.
Translated by György Gömöri (2001)
Source: Poetry International Web
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