Det er tilstrekkelig metafysikk å ikke tenke på noe. Hva skal jeg tenke? Hvordan vet jeg hva jeg skal tenke ? Og ikke tenke det er det samme som å dra ned rullgardinen.

 

It is sufficient metaphysics not to think of anything. 
What should I think? 
How do I know what to think? 
And do not think it is the same as pulling down 
   the roller blind.

Es reicht aus, an nichts zu denken. 
Was soll ich denken Woher weiß ich, 
   was ich denken soll? 
Und nicht daran zu denken, 
ist dasselbe wie die Jalousien herunterzuziehen.

Alltid en ting motsatt av en annen; Alltid en ting like unyttig som en annen; Alltid det umulige like tåpelig som det reelle; Alltid dette eller hint hverken det ene eller det andre.

 

Always one thing opposite of another; 
Always one thing as useless as another; 
Always the impossible as foolish as the real; 
Always this or that hint neither one nor the other.

Toujours une chose opposée à une autre; 
Toujours une chose aussi inutile qu'une autre; 
Toujours l'impossible aussi insensé que le réel; 
Toujours ceci ou cela n'indique ni l'un ni l'autre.

Siempre una cosa opuesta a otra; 
Siempre una cosa tan inútil como otra; 
Siempre lo imposible tan tonto como lo real; 
Siempre esto o aquello no insinúan ni lo uno ni lo otro.

Immer eine Sache gegenüber der anderen; 
Immer eine Sache so nutzlos wie eine andere; 
Immer das Unmögliche so dumm wie das Reale; 
Immer dieser oder jener Hinweis weder der eine                         noch der andere.

Når jeg minnes hvem jeg var, ser jeg en annen; fortiden er nåtid i erindringen. Den jeg var er en jeg elsker, skjønt bare når jeg drømmer.

 

When I remember who I was, 
I see another; 
   the past is the present in memory. 
The one I was is one I love, 
   though only when I dream.

Quand je me souviens de qui j'étais, 
   j'en vois un autre; 
   le passé est le présent en mémoire. 
Celui que j'étais est celui que j'aime, 
   mais seulement quand je rêve.

Cuando recuerdo quién era, 
   veo a otro; 
   el pasado es el presente en la memoria. 
El que fui es el que amo, 
   aunque solo cuando sueño.

Wenn ich mich erinnere, 
   wer ich war, 
   sehe ich einen anderen; 
Die Vergangenheit ist die Gegenwart in Erinnerung. 
Der, den ich war, 
   ist einer, den ich liebe, 
allerdings nur, wenn ich träume.

Høst... Tette skyer samler seg ved foten av...I brautende sort purpur. Med natten ender alt. Himmelen er kald og ren. Regnet styrter ikke ned. Mine følelser er? Bare mine tanker kan føle...

 

Autumn ... 
Dense clouds gather at the foot of ... 
In blazing black purple. 
With the night, 
   everything ends. 
The sky is cold and clean. 
The rain does not fall. 
My feelings are? 
Only my thoughts can feel ...

L'automne ... 

Des nuages ​​denses se rassemblent au pied de ...

Dans un violet noir flamboyant. 

Avec la nuit, tout se termine. 

Le ciel est froid et propre. 

La pluie ne tombe pas. 

Mes sentiments sont? 

Seules mes pensées peuvent ressentir ...

La oss plukke blomster... La oss forsiktig senke våre hender i stille elver. Så kan vi lære av dens stillhet.

 

Let's pick flowers ... 
Let's gently lower our hands 
   in quiet rivers. 
Then we can learn from its silence.

Cueillons des fleurs ... 
Baissons doucement nos mains 
   dans des rivières tranquilles. 
Ensuite, nous pouvons apprendre 
   de son silence.

Lass uns Blumen pflücken ... 
Lass uns sanft unsere Hände 
   in ruhigen Flüssen senken. 
Dann können wir aus seiner Stille lernen.

Recojamos flores ... 
Bajemos suavemente nuestras 
   manos en ríos tranquilos. 
Entonces podremos aprender de su silencio.

Men å flyte med det, stille, fredsommelig. La barna være våre læremestre, la øynene våre fylles av naturen...

 

But to float with it, 
quiet, peaceful. 
Let the children be our teachers, 
let our eyes be filled with nature ...

Pero flotar con él, 
tranquilo, pacífico. 
Que los niños sean nuestros maestros, 
que nuestros ojos se llenen de naturaleza ...

Aber damit zu schweben, 
ruhig, friedlich. 
Lass die Kinder unsere Lehrer sein, 
lass unsere Augen von Natur erfüllt sein ...

Mais flotter avec elle, 
calme, paisible. 
Que les enfants soient nos professeurs, 
que nos yeux soient remplis de nature ...

Det finnes ingen sorg, heller ingen glede i våre liv. Så la oss få lære, vi intetanende lærde, ikke å leve det...

 

There is no sorrow, 
nor joy in our lives. 
So let's learn, 
we unsuspecting scholars, 
not to live it ...

Il n'y a ni 
chagrin ni joie dans nos vies. 
Alors apprenons, 
nous savants sans méfiance, 
à ne pas le vivre ...

Es gibt weder 
Trauer noch Freude in unserem Leben. 
Also lasst uns lernen, 
wir ahnungslosen Gelehrten, 
es nicht zu leben ...

No hay tristeza 
ni alegría en nuestras vidas. 
Así que aprendamos, 
eruditos desprevenidos, 
a no vivirlo ...

Herre, fulle av fred er alle de timer vi ødsler bort, hvis, i vår ødsling, vi setter blomster --- Som i en vase.

 

Lord, full of peace 
are all the hours we waste, 
if, in our waste, we put flowers --- 
As in a vase.

Señor, llenas de paz 
son todas las horas que desperdiciamos, 
si en nuestro desperdicio ponemos flores --- 
Como en un jarrón.

Herr, voller Frieden 
sind all die Stunden, 
die wir verschwenden, 
wenn wir in unseren 
Müll Blumen legen - -
wie in eine Vase.

Seigneur, pleines de paix 
sont toutes les heures que nous perdons, 
si, dans nos déchets, 
nous mettons des fleurs --- 
Comme dans un vase.

You sent me here--- You sent me there--- Breaking things--- I can't repair...

 

Je construis ma maison à côté du bois
pour que je puisse t'entendre chanter
et c'était doux et c'était bon
et l'amour commençait.

I build my house beside the wood
so I could hear you singing
and it was sweet and it was good
and love was all beginning.

Ich baue mein Haus neben dem Wald
damit ich dich singen hören konnte
und es war süß und es war gut
und die Liebe fing an.

Construyo mi casa al lado del bosque
para poder escucharte cantar
y fue dulce y estuvo bien
y el amor todo comenzaba.

Det er ikke meg jeg forestiller, jeg gjette aldri sauer. -- It's not me I imagine, I never guess sheep. --- No soy yo lo que imagino, nunca adivino ovejas. --- Ich stelle mir nicht vor, ich schätze nie Schafe. - - -Ce n'est pas moi j'imagine, je ne devine jamais des moutons.

 

If it be your will
that I speak no more,
and my voice be still
as it was before;
I will speak no more,
I shall abide until
I am spoken for, 
if it be your will...

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Si telle est ta volonté
que je ne parle plus,
et ma voix est calme
comme c'était avant;
Je ne parlerai plus
Je resterai jusqu'à
Je suis parlé pour
Si telle est ta volonté.

If it be your will
that I speak no more,
and my voice be still
as it was before;
I will speak no more,
I shall abide until
I am spoken for,
if it be your will.

Wenn es dein Wille ist
dass ich nicht mehr spreche,
und meine Stimme sei still
wie es vorher war;
Ich werde nicht mehr sprechen,
Ich werde bleiben bis
Ich bin gesprochen für,
wenn es dein Wille ist.

Si es tu voluntad
que no hablo mas,
y mi voz se aquiete
como era antes;
No hablaré más,
Me mantendré hasta
Estoy hablado por
si es tu voluntad.

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   even when you bend
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