Veia digl Pader 10: La pizza

La Pizza                          

Segl feil d'en piz tgi for'igl blo digl tschiel,

scu'gl piz glischaint dad en stilet,

Sung ma tschanto, en eremit da l'aria,

Cugls mies partratgs, sulet, sulet.

Anturn anturn gigantics colms sa dolzan,

Sen ter'igl pe, an tschiel igl front!

Cantond e ramurond, cascadas tungan

Scu orglas or d'en oter moon.

Poets e nars, entusiasmos at sbrigian:

"Cant bels igls colms, cant grondious!"

Ia betg! – L'Indifferenta, Freida Pizza

Am fò tot trest e pansarous.

Ia pains: an curt te passas scu en neivel;

Te is at Bara Giu la Val.

L'indifferenta, freida pizza rei

Sur la tia schort, te por mortal.

Ma anavant starsungan las cascadas

igl march da mort segl ties repôs...

Igls colms èn anc adegna cò; da dei

te pôssas tranter igls passos....

Fr. Alexander Lozza

The Mountain    

The mountain pierces the blue abundance of the sky

like a dagger's shining sharp steel. –

I sit on the ridge, the wind to play,

alone, alone with the anguish of thought.

In the circle around the mountains stand like giants,

the foot in the ground, the head in the firmament!

The song of the waterfalls rushes and thunders

like organ tones from another world.

Poets sing enthusiastically, fools shout:

"How beautiful you mountains are, how wonderful!"

Not me! – The unapproachable mountain, the cold,

It leaves me pondering, even makes me sad!

I think; Soon you will pass away like the cloud,

You lie laid out in the valley, and the mountain,

the cold, unapproachable mountain, it mocks

of the lot, since mortal created you, you dwarf.

But its waterfalls continue to roar

the funeral march to your grave's rest...

The mountains are still standing, even if they have been standing for a long time.

in the kingdom of those who have returned, you too rest...

Leza Uffer (translation)