Culoare zugrăvită

Zugrăvea

lumea cu ochii holbaţi

de parcă ar fi fost scurşi peste zid.

Cu trupul

în mână şi capul

în gură

încercând

să se stăpânească

strângând din fălci,

se cufunda în gânduri

privind la râul ce se prăbuşea din cer.

Leoarcă

de sudoare umezindu-i pleoapele

din chipul alb ca varul,

rostea

cuvinte

de

culoare.

Painted color

Was painting

the world with goggled eyes

as if they were poured out over the wall.

With his body

in his hand and his head

in his mouth

trying

to control himself

clenching his jaws,

was diving into his thoughts

looking at the river falling down from the sky.

Sopping wet

as the sweat was damping the eyelids

of his image as white as the lime,

was uttering

words

of

color.

traducere: ELENA BUZATU