Monday, 1 September 2014

Paniglon Que Ing Quecang Labi, Ing Quecang Siuala, Ing Quecang Buac

I Crave Your Mouth, Your Voice, Your Hair
- Pablo Neruda

DON'T GO FAR OFF, NOT EVEN FOR A DAY
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because -
because - I don't know how to say it: a day is long
and I will be waiting for you, as in an empty station
when the trains are parked off somewhere else, asleep.

Don't leave me, even for an hour, because
then the little drops of anguish will all run together,
the smoke that roams looking for a home will drift
into me, choking my lost heart.

Oh, may your silhouette never dissolve on the beach;
may your eyelids never flutter into the empty distance.
Don't leave me for a second, my dearest,
because in that moment you'll have gone so far
I'll wander hazily over all the earth, asking,
Will you come back? Will you leave me here, dying?



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Paniglon Que Ing Quecang Labi, Ing Quecang Siuala, Ing Quecang Buac
- Oliver S. Carlos

E’ CA LALAUT, METUNG MU MANG ALDO
E’ca lalaut, metung mu mang aldo, uli’ng—
-- uli’ng – e’cu balu nung macananu cu iting sabian: asne cacaba ing patingapun
At panenaian da caca, calupa na ning alang laman a impilan
Nung capilan ding tren macaimpil la qng aliuang lugal, matudtud.

E’ mu cu lalacuan, aguiang metung a oras mu man, uli’ng
Nung ita datang, ding mangalating patac ning dusa't pagsalbat, magus lang agnan-agnan,
Ing ligid-ligid a asuc a magdulap carinan, manalsut, mantun dalan
Canacu, ban lubid lang mipaluput qng magparayo cung pusu

Oh, ing quecang alino, qng dalanpasigan e nia sana malalaso;
Magcang ding talucap da ring quecang mata,
e na la sana capilan man malulumpaui qng quealan.
E mu cu lalacuan, aguiang pinandit mu man, o cacung pacamalan
Bitasan mung qng pinandit a ita na ica milaut ca
Mulala cung mag-uasang-uasang babo na ning sicluban, mangutang,
Mibalic ca pa? Lacuan mu cu quene, mangulila’t mapapapatad inaua?

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June 17, 2014
Commonwealth Ave, Quezon City