Πέμπτη, 6 Φεβρουαρίου 2014

If You Ever Go To Dublin Town / όταν ο Πάτρικ Κάβανα τραγούδησε τα στερνά του








PATRICK KAVANAGH
If You Ever Go To Dublin Town
                                          
                                               
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σημάδια που άφησε ο Βιργίλιος
                                               
ο Πάτρικ Κάβανα
                                               
ο Γ. Σεφέρης
                                               
και επτοήθην
                                                              Β. Π., σαρακοστή*

If you ever go to Dublin town
In a hundred years or so
Inquire for me in Baggot street
and what i was like to know
O he was the queer one
Fol dol the di do
He was a queer one
I tell you

My great-grandmother knew him well,
He asked her to come and call
On him in his flat and she giggled at the thought
Of a young girl’s lovely fall.
O he was dangerous,
Fol dol the di do,
He was dangerous,
I tell you.

On Pembroke Road look out for my ghost,
Dishevelled with shoes untied,
Playing through the railings with little children
Whose children have long since died.
O he was a nice man,
Fol do the di do,
He was a nice man
I tell you.

Go into a pub and listen well
If my voice still echoes there,
Ask the men what their grandsires thought
And tell them to answer fair,
O he was eccentric,
Fol do the di do,
He was eccentric
I tell you.

He had the knack of making men feel
As small as they really were
Which meant as great as God had made them
But as males they disliked his air.
O he was a proud one,
Fol do the di do,
He was a proud one
I tell you.

If ever you go to Dublin town
In a hundred years or so
Sniff for my personality,
Is it Vanity’s vapour now?
O he was a vain one,
Fol dol the di do,
He was a vain one
I tell you.

I saw his name with a hundred others
In a book in the library,
It said he had never fully achieved
His potentiality.
O he was slothful,
Fol do the di do,
He was slothful
I tell you.

He knew that posterity has no use
For anything but the soul,
The lines that speak the passionate heart,
The spirit that lives alone.
O he was a lone one,
Fol do the di do
Yet he lived happily
I tell you.


* Β. Π., σαρακοστή
   μια δεύτερη ανάγνωση του ποιητή Κ*
 

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Patrick Kananagh
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If You Ever Go To Dublin Town

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ΣΗΜΕΙΩΣΕΙΣ

Patrick Kavanagh

(21 October 1904 – 30 November 1967).
Irish poet and novelist. Regarded as one of the
foremost poets of the 20th century,
his best known
works include the novel Tarry Flynn and the poems
"On Raglan Road" and "The Great Hunger". He is known
 for accounts of Irish life through reference to the
everyday and commonplace.
(
περισσότερα, δες WIKIPEDIA)


Patrick Swift (1927–1983).
Irish painter who worked in Dublin, London and
Algarve in southern Portugal, where he is buried
in the town of Porches.
 

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