Jacques Prévert - Le soleil brille pour tout le monde Лирицс транслатион то енглисх

The sun shines for the whole world.

The sun shines for the whole world, it doesn't shine neither through the prisons, nor for those who work into the mine,
those who flake the fish,
those who consume the worst in quality beef,
those who create the pins for hair,
those who breathe the empty bottles that others have already consumed,
those who cut their pain down with their knife,
those who spend their holidays in the steweries,
those who don't know what they must say,
those who milk the cows and don't drink their milk,
those whom we don't meet at the dentist,
those who spit their lungs inside the metro stations,
those who create inside the caves the pens with which others write out of thin air what's best for them,
those who have much to say so as to speak out loud,
those who have a job,
those who don't have a job,
those who look for it,
those who don't look for it,
those who make purposes to the horses,
those who watch their dog perish,
those whose everyday pain is relatively weekly,
those who seek warmth on churches at wintertime,
those sent by Helvetia to seek warmth outside,
those who languish,
those who would like to live through eating,
those who travel amongst the streets,
those who watch the Seine flowing,
those whom we engage, whom we thank, whom we develop, whom we diminish, whom we manipulate, whom we decieve, whom we induce to sleep,
those whose fingerprints are taken,
those who are disqualified and shot,
those whom we need to pass over before the Arc,
those who don't know self-control in this entire world,
those who have never seen the sea,
those who smell the flax because they work on that,
those who have no running water,
those who are doomed to the sea,
those who drop the salt into the snow so as to obtain an utterly despicable salary,
those who grow old much faster than the others,
those who suffer from boredom on sunday afternoons
because they want for monday to come over.
So do they for tuesday, wednesday, thursday, friday
and saturday
and the sunday afternoon.
 
Οι μεταφράσεις μου μέχρι ένα εφικτό σημείο είναι δικές μου. Δέχομαι βελτιώσεις μόνο αν θεωρώ ότι κάποια μετάφρασή μου έχει παράδοθεί ελλιπής ή εντελώς εσφαλμένη.
My translations are mine up to a considerable extent. I accept improvements only if I consider that any translation of mine has been delivered inaccurate or completely wrong.


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