Mmanụ e ji eri okwu.

havkaye v nebi lito i pidzhymaye nohy

ty mene ne prosyv

tak za pivlitra

myrra yeleyu i svichku minyavsya iz bohom

Summer growls at heaven and bends its knees.

You didn’t ask for me;

you purchased me

De cada esquina perdida do mundo onde essa saudade não erra

Lá onde a dor não tem lugar, onde confesso com a luar

Longing for home, for my land

For every lost corner of the world where this homesickness is never mistaken

og taler besynderlig Fuldemandssnak.

Jeg hævder Forkyndelsens Kunst

for et Forum af Øl og Tobak. //

Jeg holder min Bjergpræken her.

Og den er vi to som forstaar.

I am standing on a divan,

speaking a strange kind of drunken nonsense.

I insist on preaching the art

of proclamation

to an audience of beer and tobacco. //

I deliver my mountain sermon here.

אז ס׳שמעקט איעדען אינדערפרי

מיין לייב מיט דיר—

s'zenen meyne khlumus azoy ful mit benkshaft,

az s'shmekt ieden inderfri

meyn leyb mit dir—

My dreams are so full of you, mornings

靜候着一個遠道的客人來

Wǒ xīnfáng lǐ shāo shàng yī pén huǒ,

jìng hòuzhe yīgè yuǎndào de kèrén lái

I light a firepit up in my heart's chamber.

Naetinemhar aatate pyaww suunae aatate pyulotesuutway raan hpyitkyataal.

mian feliĉon, kie mi nur povis

kien sopiro stranga ĉiam pelis

When coupled I was most alone, yet sought

happiness where I could, where I was bound

Ne zu aya ƒoƒo ma le atiawo me ɖaa

קויף אויס דעם דורותֿדיקן שטרויכל.

דער טויט איז מוחל יעדער גרײַז,

נאָר זײַן אַ קנעכט איז ער ניט מוחל.

iz do a gang. iz kleter, shfrayz,

koyf aoys dem durusdikn shtroykhl.

der toyt iz mukhl yeder grayz,

nor zayn a knekht iz er nit mukhl.

There is a way: arise, wayfarer.

Redeem the old snare. Stride and save.

Death may forgive you any error

Ótan éftasa edó gia próti forá, sto topío tou télous,

O aéras émpaine sto stóma mou me tétoia manía

Sa na ímoun o monadikós apodéktis tou

Méchri óles oi léxeis mou na exafanistoún.

Káthe déntro ypodéchetai diaforetiká ton ánemo

Álla ypoféroun, álla páli antistékontai

When I arrived for the first time in this landscape of endings

The wind entered my mouth with such fury

As if I were its sole receptacle

Until all my words disappeared.

Every tree receives the wind differently

nad on natuke yhtemoodi

ykskõik kus maailmajaos

neis on samad tänavanurgad

neis peegeldub sama jõgi

neis voolavad samad pilved

these cities where you have loved

they are similar somehow

around the world

they have the same streetcorners

they reflect the same river

Qodxaha waayaha ku baxay

Waxay qalayaan jidhkee

Muxuu qalbiyada is-jecel

U kala qaadaa waqtigu?

These days are all dry

The thorns they have sprouted

Are shredding my flesh

Why are hearts that love each other

Так предаемся мы, поэты;

Так суеверные приметы

Согласны с чувствами души.

Mechtan'yu vechnomu v tishi

Tak predayemsya my, poety;

Tak suyevernyye primety

Soglasny s chuvstvami dushi.

A poet lives in dreams and signs,

and in his superstition sings,

thinking his feeling realigns

‎כלומר אהיה גלויה

‎כלומר אשלח את עצמי אליך

‎מקעקעת מלים, מכוסה בולים

adaber atakh gluyot

khlumar ahayah gluyah

khlumer ashlakh et atzmi alikh

mekakat malim, mekhusa bolim

I will talk with you like a postcard

that is to say I will be open

that is to say I will send myself to you