Ο Guru έχει τις μαύρες του
I am nothing
I shall never be anything
I cannot wish to be anything.
Aside from that, I hold within me
all the dreams of the world.
Today, I’m defeated, as if I’d learned the truth.
Today, I am lucid, as if I were about to die
I failed at everything.
Considering that I had no goals,
perhaps everything was nothing.
I dodged the training I was given
by slipping through the window
in the back of the house...
Όπως καταλαβαίνετε ο Guru έχει τις μαύρες του και το "μίρλing" που λέει και ο nemo έχει την τιμητική του . Καιρό είχα να σας γράψω κάνα στιχάκι και να αρχίζει να γκρινιάζει ο Johnnypatras . Και τα τρία είναι του μεγάλου Pessoa (τα οποία και βαρέθηκα να μεταφράσω). Το παρακάτω είναι τροφή για σκέψη .
The poet is a faker
Who's so good at his act
He even fakes the pain
Of pain he feels in fact