Nire Poesia
Nire poesia oso merkea da
herriaren ahotik
hartu nuen debalde,
eta debalde ematen diot
herriaren belarriari.
Nik ere badut nire egia
eta bankero jaunarenak
bezainbat edo baino gehiago
balio du.
Munduko gauza guztiak gastatzen dira:
gastatzen da osasuna, maitasuna, deseoa...
bizioa, gutizia, bizia, eta erresen gastazen da
munduko gauzarik iraukorrena, gogorrena, dirua.
Inork badio: nire etxean eztago bakerik
bila beza bakea hauzoko etxean
edo munduko basterrik azkenean
baina etxean bakea balu,
eztezala gerraik inun bila
bakea eta etxea galdoko baitu
munduko basterretan.
My Poetry
My poetry is very cheap
from the mouth of the town
I took it for free,
and I give it for free
to the ears of the town.
I also have my truth
and it is worth
as much or more
than the banker's.
Everything in the world is spent:
health, love, desire...
life, youth, living, and it is spent
the most valuable, toughest thing in the world, money.
If someone asks: there is no peace in my house
looking for peace in the neighbor's house
or in the end of the world
but if peace were at home,
it wouldn't seek war anywhere
peace and home will be asked for
in the ends of the world.
Escrita por: Gabriel Aresti / Rogelio Botanz