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Terjemahan Puisi Berbahasa Prancis

Saya mencoba menerjemahkan puisi berbahasa Prancis yang ditulis oleh Charles Baudelaire, dengan judul La Soupe et Les Nuages. Selamat membaca, kawan!


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SUP DAN LAMUNAN

Wanitaku yang sinting menyodorkanku makan malam, dan dari dekat jendela tersingkaplah ruang makan, aku menyaksikan desain bergerak yang Tuhan ciptakan dari lamunan, konstruksi tak teraba yang menakjubkan. Lantas aku bergumam, lewat perenunganku: "semua fantasmagoria* hampir sama apiknya dengan biji mata wanitaku yang terkasih, si gila nan mungil yang mengerikan dengan bola matanya yang hijau."

Dan seketika, pukulan keras mendarat di punggungku, dan aku mendengar nyanyian sekaligus parau dan merdu, jeritan histeris dan serak oleh wiski, suara wanitaku tercinta, yang bilang: "Kapan kau habiskan supmu, pemimpi sialan?" 


*pertunjukan theater bertema horror


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LA SOUPE ET LES NUAGES

Ma petite folle bien-aimée me donnait à dîner, et par la fenêtre ouverte de la salle à manger je contemplais les mouvantes architectures que Dieu fait avec les vapeurs, les merveilleuses constructions de l’impalpable. Et je me disais, à travers ma contemplation : « — Toutes ces fantasmagories sont presque aussi belles que les yeux de ma belle bien-aimée, la petite folle monstrueuse aux yeux verts. »

Et tout à coup je reçus un violent coup de poing dans le dos, et j’entendis une voix rauque et charmante, une voix hystérique et comme enrouée par l’eau-de-vie, la voix de ma chère petite bien-aimée, qui disait : « — Allez-vous bientôt manger votre soupe, sacré bougre de marchand de nuages ? »


-Charles Baudelaire

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