Текст и перевод песни Carl Orff feat. Dietrich Fischer-Dieskau, Orchester der Deutschen Oper Berlin & Eugen Jochum - Carmina Burana / 2. In Taberna: "Estuans interius"

Carmina Burana / 2. In Taberna: "Estuans interius"

Aestuans interius
Ira vehementi
In amaritudine
Loquor meae menti;
Factus de materia,
Cinis elementi,
Similis sum folio,
De quo ludunt venti.

Cum sit enim proprium
Viro sapienti
Supra petram ponere
Sedem fundamenti,
Stultus ego comparor
Fluvio labenti
Sub eodem tramite
Numquam permanenti.

Feror ego veluti
Sine nauta navis,
Ut per vias aeris
Vaga fertur avis;
Non me tenent vincula,
Non me tenet clavis;
Quaero mihi similes,
Et adiungor pravis.

Mihi cordis gravitas
Res videtur gravis;
Iocus est amabilis
Dulciorque favis;
Quicquid Venus imperat,
Labor est suavis,
Quae numquam in cordibus
Habitat ignavis.

Via lata gradior
More iuventutis,
Implicor et vitiis
Immemor virtutis,
Voluptatis avidus
Magis quam salutis,
Mortuus in anima
Curam gero cutis.

Carmina Burana / 2. In Taberna: "Estuans interius"

Bubbling within
With violent anger
In bitterness
I speak to my mind;
Made of matter,
Ash of elements,
I am like a leaf
With which the winds play.

Since it is indeed proper
For a wise man
To place his foundation
Upon a rock,
I, foolish one, am like
A flowing river
Under the same path
Never remaining.

I am carried like
A ship without a sailor,
As through the pathways of the air
A bird is carried;
No chains hold me,
No key confines me;
I seek those like me,
And I join myself to the wicked.

To me the heaviness of my heart
Seems a grievous thing;
Jest is delightful
And sweeter than honey;
Whatever Venus commands,
Labor is sweet,
Which never dwells in hearts
That are sluggish.

I walk a wide path
According to the ways of youth,
I am ensnared in vices
And forgetful of virtue,
Eager for pleasure
More than for salvation,
Dead in soul
I care for my skin.