parallalie

zur nachtzeit

spielzeugritterscharen : gut gewappnet : fahnen zeigen auf : "bügeleisen" : namens maalox, um dies brennen : im magen niederzustrecken : teil des verdauungsapparates : aus dessen oberer öffnung jetzt : rauch steigt : während draußen : mondschein : (und immer dies wort "wiege" - das bei flut : aus den tiefen hervorkommt : sch(l)üsselworte*) : "nun schlaf doch!" : aber noch ist das blatt nicht satt : daß auf dem umschlag liegend von : Il Venerdì di Repubblica : von vor einigen wochen : mit dem titel : "die ritter, die das unternehmen wagen" : noch sagen möchte : "good luck"

* wörtlich schlüssel/sklaven-worte: schüsselworte gefällt mir vielleicht sogar noch besser

Ah se tu dormi ancora;
e se dormendo tante pene mi dai,
non destarti giammai.
Che non saria bastante
a soffrirti svegliata un core amante.

Posate, dormite, pupile,
pupile gradite, pupile gradite,
e il vostro rigore
lasci ancora posare un stanco core.

Posate, dormite, pupile,
pupile adorate, pupile adorate,
e in placido oblio
dorma il vostro furor,
ch'io parto. Addio, addio.


***

Sleep, sleep, sleep.
Papa will go to the village
and bring back an apple,
and stroke your little head.

Sleep, sleep, sleep.
Papa will go to the village
and bring back a nut,
and stroke your little foot.

Sleep, sleep, sleep.
Papa will go to the village
and bring back a duck,
and stroke your little hands.

Sleep, sleep, sleep.
Papa will go to the village
and bring back some soup,
and stroke your little tummy.


***
Sleep is supposed to be,
By souls of sanity,
The shutting of the eye.

Sleep is the station grand
Down which on either hand
The hosts of witness stand!

Morn is supposed to be,
By people of degree,
The breaking of the day.

Morning has not occurred!
That shall aurora be
East of Eternity;

One with the banner gay,
One in the red array, -
That is the break of day.

(Emily Dickinson)


all from:
http://www.recmusic.org/lieder/