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Il faut etre toujours ivre. Tout est la: c'est l'unique question. Pour ne pas sentir l'horrible fardeau du Temps qui brise vos epaules et vous pencher vers la terre, il faut vous enivrer sans treve.
Mais de quoi? De vin, de poesie ou de vertu, a votre guise. Mais enivrez-vous.
Et si quelqeufois, sur les marches d'un palais, sur l'herbe verte d'un fosse, dans la solitude morne de votre chambre, vous vous reveillez, l'ivresse deja diminuee ou disparue, demandez au vent, a la vague, a l'etoile, a l'oiseau, a l'horage, a tout ce qui fuit, a tout ce qui gemit, a tout ce qui roule, a tout ce qui chante, a tout ce qui parle, demandez quelle heure il est, et le vent, la vague, l'etoile, l'oiseau, l'horage, vous repondront: "Il est l'heure de s'enivrer! Pour n'etre pas les esclaves martyrises du Temps, enivrez-vous, enivrez-vous sans cesse! De vin, de poesie ou de vertu, a votre guise."
One should always be drunk. That's all that matters; that's our one imperative need. So as not to feel Time's horrible burden one which breaks your shoulders and bows you down, you must get drunk without cease.
But with what? With wine, poetry, or virtue as you choose. But get drunk.
And if, at some time, on steps of a palace, in the green grass of a ditch, in the bleak solitude of your room, you are waking and the drunkenness has already abated, ask the wind, the wave, the stars, the clock, all that which flees, all that which groans, all that which rolls, all that which sings, all that which speaks, ask them, what time it is; and the wind, the wave, the stars, the birds, and the clock, they will all reply:
“It is time to get drunk! So that you may not be the martyred slaves of Time, get drunk, get drunk, and never pause for rest! With wine, poetry, or virtue, as you choose!”
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The Minor Barnstar
I award this Barnstar to Matia for his many quiet and patient small corrections and improvements in tidying up Arvanites and Arvanitic language after the Big Storm. Lukas |
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