Poezie

The Road

by Marin Sorescu, Romanian poet

Romanian versionVersion Française

 by Marin Sorescu, Romanian poet

Deep in thought and hands behind my back
I'm walking on the railway,
The straightest possible road.

From behind, at full speed,
A train is approaching
That never heard about me.

This train - old Zeno be my witness -
Will never catch up with me,
Because I shall always have an advance
On all the things that do not think.

And even if, brutally,
It will pass over me,
There will always be a human
To walk in front of it
Deep in thought
And hands behind his back.

As I am doing right this minute
In front of the black monster
Approaching at a frightening speed
And who will never catch up with me.
Ever.

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