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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=548038" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cathedral in the Thrashing Rain</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">(O mata fukitsunoru ame kaze.)<br>O another deluge of wind and rain.<br>Collar turned up, getting drenched in this splashing rain,<br>and looking up at you -- it's me, ...<br>it's that Japanese.<br>This morning<br>about daybreak the storm suddenly went violent, terrible,<br>and now is blowing through Paris from one end to the other.<br>I have yet to know the directions of this land.<br>(O mata fukitsunoru ame kaze.)<br>I don't even know which way this storm is facing. ...<br>Only because even today I wanted to stand here<br>and look up at you, Cathedral of Notre-Dame de Paris,<br>I came, getting drenched,<br>only because I wanted to touch you,<br>only because I wanted to kiss your skin, the stone, unknown to anyone. <br>O another deluge of wind and rain.<br>Though it's already time for morning coffee,<br>a little while ago I looked from the Pont-Neuf,<br>the boats on the Seine were still tied up to the banks, like puppies.<br>The leaves of the gentle plane trees shining in their autumn colors on the banks<br>are like flocks of buntings chased by hawks. ...<br>The chestnut trees behind you,<br>each time their heads ... get mussed up,<br>starling-colored leaves dance up into the sky. ...<br>All the square is like a pattern,<br>filled with flowing silver water, and isles of golden-brown burnt-brown leaves.<br>Then there's the noise of the downpour resounding in my pores.<br>It's the noise of something roaring, grinding. ...<br>With golden plane tree leaves falling all over my coat,<br>I'm standing in it.<br>Storms are like this in my country, Japan, too.<br>Only, we don't see you soaring. <br>O Nootorudamu, Nootorudamu ...<br>O Notre-Dame, Notre-Dame,<br>rock-like, mountain-like, eagle-like, crouching-lion-like cathedral,<br>reef sunk in vast air,<br>square pillar of Paris,<br>sealed by blinding splatters of rain, ...<br>O soaring in front, Notre-Dame de Paris,<br>it's me, ...<br>it's that Japanese.<br>My heart trembles now that I see you.<br>Looking at your form like a tragedy,<br>a young man from a far distant country is moved.<br>...<br>O another deluge of wind and rain. ...<br>Only the gargoyles ...<br>raise their paws, crane their necks,<br>bare their teeth, blow out burning fountains of breath. ...<br>O nanto iu ame kaze no shuuchuu.<br>O what a concentration of wind and rain. ...<br>How is the rooster at the top of the tall slender steeple doing? ... <br>O mata fukitsunoru ame kaze.<br>O another deluge of wind and rain.<br>Sono naka de hasseikikan omomi ni gasshiri to tatsu katedoraru ...<br>A cathedral standing in it<br>solid with the weight of eight centuries,<br>a mass of millions of stones piled and carved by believers of old.<br>A great scaffold for truth, sincerity, eternity.<br>You stand wordless. ...<br>You know the strength of nature's force ... <br>O cathedral in the thrashing rain ...<br>... wind and rain that took a breath and has driven itself harder,<br>all the instruments of the heavens gone berserk,<br>the dance swirls around ...<br>O cathedral, ...<br>you who watch motionless the houses of Paris suffering the storm,<br>please do not think me rude,<br>who, hands on your cornerstone,<br>has his hot cheek pressed on your skin,<br>it's me, the drunken one.<br>It's that Japanese.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=KotaroTakamura">KotaroTakamura</a><div class=q>
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O another deluge of wind and rain.
Collar turned up, getting drenched in this splashing rain,
and looking up at you -- it's me, ...
it's that Japanese.
This morning
about daybreak the storm suddenly went violent, ter..."></div>
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