Ang Oyayi ni Inang

Ang Oyayi ni Inang

adaptasyon ni Tilde Acuña ng tula ni Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

Bumabangon ako sa bukang-liwayway, lumuluhod at umiihip

Hanggang umandap-andap at magbaga ang binhi ng apoy;

At kailangan kong mag-isis at mag-luto at mag-walis

Hanggang magsimulang kumurap at sumulyap ang mga bituin;

At humihimbing at nananaginip ang mga musmos sa banig

Habang suot nila ang lampin at tila magkakaternong damit,

At matapos nilang palipasin ang buong araw

At bumuntong-hininga tuwing humahangin:

Habang nagbabanat ako ng buto dahil ako’y may edad na,

At nanlalata at nanlalamig ang binhi ng apoy.

The Song Of The Old Mother

by Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

mula sa [http://famouspoetsandpoems.com/poets/johann_wolfgang_von_goethe/poems/10230]

I rise in the dawn, and I kneel and blow

Till the seed of the fire flicker and glow;

And then I must scrub and bake and sweep

Till stars are beginning to blink and peep;

And the young lie long and dream in their bed

Of the matching of ribbons for bosom and head,

And their day goes over in idleness,

And they sigh if the wind but lift a tress:

While I must work because I am old,

And the seed of the fire gets feeble and cold.

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