A keresés eredménye

Beach of the end of the world

In this place only of sand,
no longer land, yet not sea,
we could sing.
 
Oh night, solitude, haze,
country of stars without voice,
what shall we sing?
 
Our shadows on the beach
can be night and can be sea
to go through the air and through the water
 
But I sing it, but I dream it,
in what way will they find
what is not vain?
 
Let us sing, but, friends,
in this impossible place
that is neither land nor sea:
 
On the beach of the end of the world
which will not withhold from us
either shadow or voice.
 
(1961)