Kim Jin Ho - Saldaga

Prolog:
Raiul si Iadul ne e dat deopotriva in trecerea prin viata. Din luturi arse ne cautam necuprinsul cu care sa ne umplem golurile in rastim de implinire si in care sa ne revarsam toate iubirile tacute. Tristi, colindam pe la porti ferecate, strigatele mute fiind rasucite de ecoul inimii. Timpul ne brazneaza trupurile cu amar si resemnare. Deseori,  insingurati in propria noastra singuratate ne lasam doborati si invinsi de agonia pierzaniei, zbatandu-ne neputinciosi in plasa destinului.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Saldaga - romanization by: tsiy (also credit: aheeyah. com)

Sarado saneunge anirae neo eomneun haneure chang eomneun gamokkkataseo
euseodo eunneunge anirae chorahae bo-igo uneungeot gata bo-inde
saranghaedo mal mothaettteon na naesaekjjocha hal su eoptteon na na jamideuneun sungan jocha geuriweosseotjji
saldaga saldaga saldaga neo himdeulttae naro inhan seulpeumeuro huryeonhal ttaekkaji
uldaga uldaga uldaga neo jichilttae jeong himdeulmyeon dan hanbeonman gi-eokhagenni saldaga

Euseodo eunneunge anirae chorahae bo-igo uneungeot gata bo-inde
saranghaedo mal mothaettteon na naesaekjjocha hal su eoptteon na na jamideuneun sungan jocha geuriweosseotjji
saldaga saldaga saldaga neo himdeulttae naro-inhan seulpeumeuro huryeonhal ttaekkaji
uldaga uldaga uldaga neo jichilttae jeong himdeulmyeon dan hanbeonman gi-eokhagenni

Uri majimothae eunneungeogetjji uri majimothae saragagetjji
nae gyeote isseodo nae gyeote isseodo nunmulnanikka

Saldaga saldaga saldaga neo himdeulttae naro-inhan seulpeumeuro huryeonhal ttaekkaji
taeweodo taeweodo taeweodo namatttamyeon namgimeopshi taeweododwae huryeonhal ttaekkaji na saldaga

na saldaga

Credit: http://reenablog.wordpress.com/2007/09/15/saldaga-as-i-lived-sg-wannabe/


Saldaga/While You Live (engleza)

Though I live, they say it’s not really living.
In this world without you, it’s like a
windowless prision.
though I laugh, it’s not really laughing.
That I look shabby and as if I’m
crying.
though I loved you, I couldn’t say it.
I couldn’t even show it.
I missed you even in the moment I fell a sleep.
while you live, while you live, while you live and become tired.
Due the sadness that I caused, until you have enough.
while you cry, while you cry, while you cry and you become exhausted.
when you become so tired, can you think of  me just once?
while you live
though I laugh, it’s not really laughing.
That I look shabby and as if I’m
crying.
though I loved you, I couldn’t say it.
I couldn’t even show it.
I missed you even in the moment I fell a sleep.
while you live, while you live, while you live and become tired.
Due the sadness that I caused, until you have enough.
while you cry, while you cry, while you cry and you become exhausted.
when you become so tired, can you think of  me just once?
we’ll laugh because we’re force to laugh.
we’ll live because we’re force to live.
Because though you’re by my side, even though you’re by my side, you end up crying.
while you live, while you live, while you live and become tired.
Due the sadness that I caused, until you have enough.
while you burn, while you burn, while you burn it and some still remain.
you can burn everything away without a trace until you’re satisfied.
while I live…
while I live…

Credit: http://mamanakei.tumblr.com/post/65362363955/sg-wannabe-saldaga-english-translation

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Dorintele tale, bataile inimii tale, incruntarile tale, asta e ritmul dupa care traiesc si respir. Tic-tac...? Ceasul e stricat si oricum nu mai am nevoie de ora.

Mi-am facut ordine in ganduri. Pe unele le-am pastrat, pe altele le-am alungat. Pe unele le-am incuiat, pe altele le-am lasat sa plece. Ca un preludiu al unui sarut pe care-l doresc prelungit la nesfarsit, iti sorb aerul pe care-l expiri din plamani.

Am chemat visele si le-am pus aripi. Le-am dat putere. Le-am hranit cu sufletul meu, le-am hranit cu tine. Ele te contin, acum. Si-mi dau tarcoale, cu tine conturat in ele, asteptand sa-mi intre in minte, desi esti deja in mintea si-n sufletul meu.

Au venit zambetele. Le-am primit. Au venit lacrimile. Le-am primit. Au venit emotiile. Le-am primit... Le-am primit... Mi-ai zapacit contorul, mi-ai dereglat punctele cardinale si farame de poveste manzgalite sunt acum scrum.

Am incercat sa umplu toate golurile. Nu cu cele mai bune lucruri. Dar le-am umplut, sa nu mai doara, sa nu mai sangereze. Haul cascat intre ce esti si ce ai putea fi e adanc. Unde-s bratele care te pot sustine? Unde-i umarul pe care sa plangi? Ochii care sa te priveasca? Gura care sa te sarute?

Si-am incalecat pe-o sa si-am mai spus o poveste de toamna asa....