November 24, 2015

නුඹ ආ විට
































මුල් කවිය-Maya Angelou

When you come to me, unbidden,
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.
Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
Trunks of secret words,

I CRY.

දිනමිණ 24/11/2015 - වසත් සුළඟ අතිරේකය

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9 comments:

  1. Maya Angelou
    One of my favorite poets.
    Good job

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  2. Thank you, one of my favourites too! also thanks goes to Kanchana at Dinamina for choosing to publish this.

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  3. අද මගේ පලමු දවස. මා ආ විට තිබුණු දෙයට ස්තූතියි හරි හරියට.

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  4. ස්තූතියි මෙතු, සාදරයෙන් පිළිගන්නවා! :)

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  5. ලස්සනයි මලී... හැබැයි පරිවර්තනය පොඩ්ඩක් 'ටූ ස්ට්‍රේට්' වගේ දැනෙනවා... :)

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    1. ස්තුතියි තිසර, යූ මීන් ටූ ස්ටිෆ්? :)

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  6. H,
    There's a haunting sadness in the original which somehow is missing in your translation. I think that's what Thisara meant by saying 'too straight'.
    In fact, to me, there's a little cheerfulness in the translated words :)

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    1. ah yes, looking at it from that angle, I get it now. yes, I agree. sometimes, I find it hard to take moods created by some words across languages, often happens the other way around though- Sinhala to English. :) must be what they mean by 'lost in translation'! thanks Hiranya :)

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    2. I can understand that it's hard. Perhaps that's why some do transliteration instead. But got to say your translations are usually spot on re: mood and feeling :)

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