Yannis Ritsos-Poems, Selected Books, Volume II

YANNIS RITSOS-Poems, Selected Books, Volume ΙI



Έστριψε το κλειδί στην πόρτα,

να μπεί στο σπίτι του, να πλαγιάσει.

Ξάφνου, θυμήθηκε πως κάτι ξέχασε.

Είταν αργά, δε μπορούσε να γυρίσει.

Έτσι μονάχος μες στη νύχτα

με το χέρι του πάνω στο κλειδί του,

έξω απ’ το δρόμο, έξω απ’ την πόρτα του,

ολόκληρος, άντικρυ στη μοίρα του,

μαρμαρωμένος σαν τ’ αγάλματα.

Όμως τ’ αγάλματα χαμογελούν αδιάφορα.


He turned the key in the door

to enter his house, to lay down.

Suddenly he remembered that he forgot something

but it was late, he couldn’t return.

Thus, all alone in the night,

with his fingers on the key,

outside, in the road, just out of his door

whole, opposite his fate,

petrified like a statue.

However, even the statues smile vaguely.

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