김정범

Abril



Sabe, como é difícil ter que despedir

Não importa quando seja, nem o firmamento prevê


Sabe, tenho arrastado essa tal distância amarga

Me custa sorrir, por vezes estou num tempo que passou


Tempo que hoje tende a muda

Vento que vai, sopra a canção

Que anuncia uma nova estação

Dessas que não se vão


Um abril faz

Enfrentar seus velhos breus

Decidir o que valeu Desatar os novos nós

Imprimir no rosto um tempo bom

Sem pensar

Que gastamos tantas horas

Num futuro que nem sei...



April


알고 있나요

헤어지자는 말을 꺼내는 것이 얼마나 어려운 일인지

그것이 언제가 되든 혹은 운명적인 것이든 간에


알고 있나요

그 안녕이라는 말이 나와 당신 사이에 이토록 쓰디쓴 거리를 만들었다는 걸

더 이상 웃을 수가 없잖아요 가끔 지나간 시간만을 붙잡고 있을 뿐


시간은 오늘을 또 다시 흘러가게 하고

시간이 정지된 듯한 새 삶의 종착역을 나는 바라보지요


4월에는

이미 오래되어 바랜 삶의 목표를 향해 다시 나갈거고

우리의 엉켜진 매듭을 애써 다시 풀어야 하는지를 결정할거예요

난 아마 아무 생각없는 듯 좋은 표정만 짓고 있겠지요

알 수 없는 미래에 대해 너무 많은 시간을 보내고 있네요

Sei
Terminou
Seu olhar caiu

Eu aqui
Feito bobo
Argumentando so

Eu sei
Sofrer esta fora de questao pra nos

Mesmo assim
Implorei
Gastei sua compaixao

Sem voce pra aquecer minhas maos
E as historias de verao que contavamos so pra enganar o frio
Esse frio, que vem castigar

Tempo de saudade
Frio que impediu
Clima me invadindo em pleno o abril

Tempo de saudade
Frio que serviu
Clima me invadindo em pleno o abril

E voce
Chega perto e sorri
Me abraca
Se faz de sem graca e sai

The diffusion of light guided him to a window. He opened it: a round, yellow moon outlined two stopped-up fountains in the melancholy garden. Lonnrot explored the house. He traveled through antechambers and galleries to emerge upon duplicate patios; several times he emerged upon the same patio. He ascended dust-covered stairways and came out into circular antechambers; he was infinitely reflected in opposing mirrors; he grew weary of opening or half-opening window which revealed the same desolate garden out side, from various heights and various angles; inside, the furniture was wrapped in yellow covers and chandeliers bound up with cretonne. A bedroom detained him; in the bedroom, a single rose in a porcelain vase-at the first touch the ancient petals fell apart. On the second floor, on the top story, the house seemed to be infinite and growing. The house is not this large, he thought. It is only made larger by the penumbra, the symmetry, the mirrors, the years, my ignorance, the solitude.

"in your labyrinth there are three lines too many," he said at last. "I know of a Greek labyrinth which is a single straight line. Along this line so many philosophers have lost themselves that a mere detective might well do so too. Scharlach, when, in some other incarnation you hunt me, feign to commit(or do commit) a crime at A, then a second crime at B, eight kilometers from A, then a third crime at C, four kilometers from A and B, halfway enroute between the two. Wait for me later at D, two kilometers from A and C, halfway, once again, between both. Kill me at D, as you are now going to kill me at Triste-le-Roy."
"The next time I kill you," said Scharlach, "I promise you the labyrinth made of the single straight line which is invisible and everlasting."
He stepped back a few paces Then, very carefully, he fires. 1942

This narration is quoted from <DEATH AND THE COMPASS> of the <FICCIONES> by Jorge Luis Borges.

Turn the light, take it a tight, never knows
She has the sign, he has the time, never knows
who is the queen, where is the wind, someone knows
Look for the sign, you got a keys (where do you do?)　

Sei que me viu aqui
Disfarcou, bebeu e foi dancar

Passo a passos e jeito natural
Despertando poesia e amor, amor

E aqui, sentado e torto de olhar
Me vi diante da bela
Aquela que ri ao me olhar
Por vezes nem pisquei
Levantei,
Aos trancos fui pra la
Pra dizer:

Nessa tarde vi minhas maos tremerem
Pernas balancarem tanto
E agora que aqui estou me foge o que pensei dizer
Claro desde quando a vi a instantes
Passos tao inebriantes
Me permita segui-los para onde for o amor

In dreams, you told me "take care of yourself, take care of yourself"
But I saw your trembling lips, my my mom.
Tonight, I light the candles, sing a song for you alone.
But I never smile again, my my mom.

Stop crying, it's your birthday. Be smiling facing my side.
I'm waiting for the next trip so that I see you.
Stay there, party is for you. Felicitar, happy birthday.
I'm making special present till I see you till I see you.

whenever i see you, your eyes are filled in tears.
I have nothing more to say, my my mom.
Today, I set the table and make a food for you alone.
But I never find you anywhere, my my mom

어쿠스틱 악기의 향연으로 이색적인 음악코드와
촉촉하고 감성적인 사운드를 들려주는
5인조 팝 재즈 밴드 푸딩의 데뷔작으로
몽환적이며 추억에 잠기게하는 곡이다.

어쿠스틱 악기의 향연으로 이색적인 음악코드와
촉촉하고 감성적인 사운드를 들려주는
5인조 팝 재즈 밴드 푸딩의 데뷔작으로
몽환적이며 추억에 잠기게하는 곡이다.