Michael O’Loughlin
angleščina
Cerca'm si vols...
Cerca’m, si vols, en qualsevol terrassa.
Sóc un cul de cafè sense presses ni horaris
quan reposo en un lloc com aquest
aliena a la que era fa una estona.
La identitat?
I què, si vaig mutant
com l’ombra de les taules i cadires
a cada passa que la llum travessa.
Vine a cercar-me
o no, no cal que vinguis.
Sense tu la vida és neutra i sense arestes
que marquin els passatges del dolor
comptat per hores.
No vinguis, no em destorbis,
el café es el norte de los tristes.
M’agrada contemplar qui sóc ben des de fora.
És perillós abocar-se a l’interior.
Iz: Aprenent a mirar
Girona: Curbet Edicions, 2011
Avdio produkcija: Catalunya Ràdio
Look for me, if you like...
Look for me, if you like, on some café terrace.
When I’m idling in a place like this
I’m a barfly without haste or schedule
oblivious to what I was a while ago.
Identity…
And what if I keep changing
as the shadow of the tables and chairs does
with each step the light takes?
Come looking for me,
or not, you don’t have to.
Without you life is neutral, lacking the edges
which mark the stages of pain
counted out in hours.
Don’t come, don’t bother me,
the café is the North of the sad.
I like to regard who I am from the outside.
Dangerous to incline towards the interior.