Tu - Alberto Cortez перевод на английский

Tu

(Primer parte declamada):
En el meeting de la Humanidad
Millones de seres gritan lo mismo:
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!...
Cu, cu, cantaba la rana;
Cu, cu, debajo del agua!...
Qe montona es la rana humana!
Qe montono es el hombre mono!
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
Y luego: "A mi, para mi,
En mi opinion, a mi entender".
Mi, mi, mi, mi!
Y en frances hay un "moi"!
Oh, el ""moi"" frances!; se si que es grande!
"Monsieur, le moi!".
La rana es mejor.
Cu, cu, cu, cu, cu!
Solo los que aman saben decir... Tu!".

A ti: a la amiga de las flores,
De los perros vagabundos,
Que tienes fe en este mundo
A pesar de sus errores.

A ti: a la amiga de los locos
Como yo, que de la luna
Hacen toda su fortuna,
Aunque te parezca tan poco.

A ti te pertenecen los versos.
En ti se ha inspirado el poeta...
En ti, porque nominas las cosas,
Las espinas y las rosas
Y la luna... y la vida,
Con el verbo "amar".

A ti: que te sientes responsable
Del infeliz que se queja,
Porque lo encierra una reja
O porque vive en la calle.

A ti: que permaneces callada
Cuando estoy conmigo mismo
Y conoces mis abismos,
Como mis cumbres doradas.

Estoy seguro que a ti
Te pertenecen los versos,
A ti te pertenece el poeta.
A ti: porque nominas las cosas,
Las espinas y las rosas
Y la luna y la vida,
Con el verbo... "amar"

You

(First part spoken):
At the gathering of humanity
Millions of beings shout the same thing:
Me, me, me, me, me, me!...
Cu, cu, sang the frog;
Cu, cu, under the water!...
How monotonous is the human frog!
How monotonous is the monkey man!
Me, me, me, me, me, me!
And then: "To me, for me,
In my opinion, to my understanding".
Me, me, me, me!
And in French there is a "moi"!
Oh, the ""moi"" in French; I know it's great!
"Monsieur, le moi!".
The frog is better.
Cu, cu, cu, cu, cu!
Only those who love know how to say... "You!".

To you: to the friend of flowers,
Of stray dogs,
Who has faith in this world
Despite its mistakes.

To you: to the friend of the madmen
Like me, who from the moon
Make all their wealth,
Even if it seems so little to you.

To you belong the verses.
The poet has been inspired by you...
In you, because you name things,
The thorns and the roses
And the moon... and life,
With the verb "to love".

To you: who feel responsible
For the unhappy man who complains,
Because he is locked in a cell
Or because he lives on the street.

To you: who remain silent
When I am with myself
And you know my depths,
As well as my golden peaks.

I am sure that to you
Belong the verses,
To you belongs the poet.
To you: because you name things,
The thorns and the roses
And the moon and life,
With the verb... "to love"