Kosztolányi Dezső: Ha negyvenéves…
Ha negyvenéves… (Magyar)
Ha negyvenéves elmúltál, egy éjjel,
Once you're past forty (Angol)
Once you're past forty, one night
you wake up and afterwards
you cannot go back to sleep. You look at your room
there in the dark. You slowly ponder
this and that. You lie, eyes open,
as you will in the grave. This is the point
at which your life takes a turn.
You wonder about having lived between
the earth and the stars. Some trivial thing comes to mind.
You fiddle with it. Tire of it and drop it.
Every so often you hear a noise from the street.
You know what every noise means.
You are not even sad. Just sober and attentive.
Almost serene. Then suddenly you sigh.
You turn to the wall. You fall asleep again.