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Pieter Posted 23 years ago
Thomas Mann's welcome
Thomas Mann’s welcome
( by Attila Jozsef , 1937, translation by Peter Szabo, 2003)
As a child who seeks a bed being tired
and has reached the berth that he desired,
asks you “ Don’t go yet, keep on telling it”
( so that night comes later a bit)
and while his tiny heart beats like a roar,
not even he himself knows what he wants more,
the story, or you to sit there, set him at ease,
so we ask you: Come, talk to us please.
Tell us, what always, though we remember,
speak about us being here together,
we are with you, you with us all, kind,
all those whose thought deserve mankind.
You know well, a poet never lies, he
tells the true, not only the real ,
the light which makes our brains shine bright,
because without each other we are all in the night.
As Hans Castorp through Madame Chauchat’s body,
let’s see through ourselves near this evening tea.
Through your pillow- words noise can’t come through-
tell us what’s beautiful, what’s bed, we’re begging you,
you rise our heart from moan to desire.
We’ve just buried poor Kosztolanyi
and humanity, as on he by the cancer,
is attacked by many monster- state’s lancers,
and we horrified ask, what else will come,
from where other killing words’ ll shoot like guns,
does new poison boil, waiting for terrible adventure-
until when you’ll find a place to lecture?...
Your words mean we shouldn’t weaken,
we men should remain men, as in The Eden
women remain women – nice, free, careless,
and all remain human, these are less and less…
Take a seat here. Start your story please,
we’ll listen, and there’ll be some who just gaze
at you, because he’s glad to see in here,
among many white people a European.
( by Attila Jozsef , 1937, translation by Peter Szabo, 2003)
As a child who seeks a bed being tired
and has reached the berth that he desired,
asks you “ Don’t go yet, keep on telling it”
( so that night comes later a bit)
and while his tiny heart beats like a roar,
not even he himself knows what he wants more,
the story, or you to sit there, set him at ease,
so we ask you: Come, talk to us please.
Tell us, what always, though we remember,
speak about us being here together,
we are with you, you with us all, kind,
all those whose thought deserve mankind.
You know well, a poet never lies, he
tells the true, not only the real ,
the light which makes our brains shine bright,
because without each other we are all in the night.
As Hans Castorp through Madame Chauchat’s body,
let’s see through ourselves near this evening tea.
Through your pillow- words noise can’t come through-
tell us what’s beautiful, what’s bed, we’re begging you,
you rise our heart from moan to desire.
We’ve just buried poor Kosztolanyi
and humanity, as on he by the cancer,
is attacked by many monster- state’s lancers,
and we horrified ask, what else will come,
from where other killing words’ ll shoot like guns,
does new poison boil, waiting for terrible adventure-
until when you’ll find a place to lecture?...
Your words mean we shouldn’t weaken,
we men should remain men, as in The Eden
women remain women – nice, free, careless,
and all remain human, these are less and less…
Take a seat here. Start your story please,
we’ll listen, and there’ll be some who just gaze
at you, because he’s glad to see in here,
among many white people a European.
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We Welcome Thomas Mann
As does the child who longs to lay his head
Down in soft sleep, already in his bed,
Yet pleads with you, “Tell me a story, stay,”
Thus warding off night’s sudden fall from day,
Heart pounding like a little stevedore,
Not knowing quite which thing he desires more,
The story or your staying, so we say
To you, “Sit down and tell a s
As does the child who longs to lay his head
Down in soft sleep, already in his bed,
Yet pleads with you, “Tell me a story, stay,”
Thus warding off night’s sudden fall from day,
Heart pounding like a little stevedore,
Not knowing quite which thing he desires more,
The story or your staying, so we say
To you, “Sit down and tell a s
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