La muerte no es el fin

 

tu y yo en un pequeño boteen el niebla

tu y tu bebe, que tu querio dar mi nombre
y yo, con un dolor de cabeza en mi entera

voy a dar ella tu nombre,
tu ha dicho, que siempre te recuerde
cuando la veo

me agrado que une hombre moribundo
a una nina recién nacido

compartir el mismo nombre

brevemente en el mismo mundo

eso no es el fin

 

Døden er ikke slutten

 

du og jeg i en liten båt i tåke

du og babyen din, som du ønsker å gi mitt navn
og jeg, bare en fjern smerte er tilbake

jeg skal gi henne navnet ditt,
sa du, slik vil jeg alltid huske deg
når jeg ser henne

jeg liker det, at en døende mann
og en nyfødt jente

deler samme navn

kort på den samme jord

en bølge bryter mot båten

dette er ikke slutten

 

Death is not the end

 

you and i in a small boat in the fog

you and your baby, that you want to give my name
and i, just a far away pain is left

i’ll give her your name,
you said, so i always remember you
when I see her

i liked that, a dying man
a newborn girl

share the same name

briefly in the same world

a wave crashing against the boat

this is not the end

 
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Fredrik Hossmann
(30/30)

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Un espacio entre

 
¿Puedo dormir entre usted? le pregunté a las estrellas
Ellos respondieron abriendo cielo nocturno para mí

 

En plass mellom

 
Kan jeg sove mellom dere, spurte jeg stjernene
De svarte med å åpne nattehimmelen for meg

 
A space between

 
May i sleep between you, i asked the stars
They responded by opening the nightsky for me

 

*

 

Fredrik Hossmann
(29/30)

Todo lo que tenemos

 

 

se nos ha dado de
por otra persona

la única forma de
para mantenerlo

es de transmitirla

 

Alt vi har 

 

har vi fått
av noen andre

den eneste måten
å beholde det på

er å gi det videre

 

All we’ve got

 

we have been given from
by someone else

the only way
to keep it

is to pass it on

 

*

 

Fredrik Hossmann
(25/30)

 

Tambien lo que no existe, existe

 

El silencio que no alcanzamos a compartir
y los caminos que no tomamos
la ruptura que no pudimos remediar
y lo que no tuvimos el uno del otro

 

Også det som ikke er, er

 

Stillheten vi ikke rakk å dele
og veiene vi ikke gikk
bruddet vi ikke klarte å hele
og de hverandre vi ikke fikk

 

Also what is not, is

 

The silence we missed sharing
and the roads we did not walk
the breakup we failed to heal
and the each others we never met

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Fredrik Hossmann
(24/30)

 

Sin titulo

 

Barata cerveza puede salir caro

 

Ingen tittel

 

Billig øl kan bli kostbart

 

No title

 

Cheap bear can become expensive

 

*

 

Fredrik Hossmann
(22/30)

Nubes

 

Lo que creía que era montañas
demostrado ser

 

Skyer

 

Det jeg trodde var fjell
viste seg å være

 

Clouds

 

What I thought was mountains
proved to be

 

*

 

Fredrik Hossmann
(21/30)

Control de tarjeta

 

yo sueño acerca de un mundo
donde los inspectores
no checquen los boletos
o multen a los que no tienen

pero los inspectores
tiene la tarea
de ver que todo
este bien

ya sea en metro, en trambia o los autobus
tren, barco, nave espacial
un planeta desconocido
o nuestra mundo

yo sueñen acerca de un mundo
donde “el control de tickets” no signifique
que nada ni nadie the detenga
estando atrapad o siendo excluido
por si acaso tu o ellos no tengan boleto alguno

yo sueño con con un mundo
donde el «control de ticket» tenga una cognotacion positiva
donde todos podamos ser inspectores
si asi lo deseamos

y asi los unos a los otros rectifiquemos
nostra autenticidad

 

Billettkontroll

 

jeg drømmer om en verden
der kontrollører
verken sjekker billetter
eller bøtelegger dem som ikke har

men hvor kontrollørene
har som oppgave
å se til at alle
har det bra om bord

enten det er t-bane, trikk eller buss
tog, båt, romskip,
en fremmed planet
eller vår jord

jeg drømmer om en verden
hvor billettkontroll ikke betyr
at verken du eller noen andre skal holdes fast
stenges inne eller stenges ute
om du eller dere ikke har gyldig billett

jeg drømmer om en verden
hvor billettkontroll er et ja-ord
og hvor vi alle kan være kontrollører
om vi ønsker

og vi bekrefter hverandres gyldighet
med vår egen

 

Ticket control

 

I dream about a world
where inspectors
checquen no tickets
or fine those without

but where the inspectors
has the mission
to ensure that all
is fine on board

whether it is subway, tram or bus
train, boat, spaceship,
an unknown planet
or our earth

I dream about a world
where «Ticket control» does not mean
that neither you nor anyone should be hold firmly
locked in or shut out
just in case you or anyone do not have
the requested ticket

I dream of a world
Where ”ticket-control” is a yes-word
where we can all be inspectors
if we want

And we confirm each other’s value
with our own

 

*

 

Fredrik Hossmann
(18/30)

UNA ORACIÓN DE AMOR

 

Les deseo todo el amor
podemos recibir y dar

Tanto si se trata con nosotros
o con otra

el amor o ser amado

 

 

EN BØNN OM KJÆRLIGHET

Jeg ønsker oss all den kjærlighet
vi kan ta i mot og gi

enten det er med oss
eller med andre

den elsker eller elskes

 

 

A PRAYER OF LOVE

I wish us all the love
we can receive and give

Whether it is with us
or with others

it loves or are loved

 

*

 

Fredrik Hossmann
(16/30)

Ricos y pobres

 

Quien tenga suficiente
no es pobre

Al que no tiene suficiente
no es rico

 
*

 

Fattig og rik

Den som har nok
er ikke fattig

Den som ikke har nok
er ikke rik

 

*

 

Rich and poor

Whoever has enough
is not poor

Whoever does not have enough
is not rich

 

*

 

Fredrik Hossmann
(02/30)

Puslespill

Puslespill

 

Livet mitt er et puslespill

hvor brikkene skapes

etter hvert som de trengs

 

akkurat nå holder jeg

på med en skyformasjon

i øvre venstre hjørne

 

Fredrik Hossmann

 

Four fragments from an unfinished life (for Alice)

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Wishing us all the best in our
days and nights
between slumbering  reality
and waking dreams
hours of timeless moments
minutes of eternity
seconds of endlessness

*

I caress you in my love for her
as I caress her in the love
that flows through me and you

sometimes we are one body
consisting of us
and others we have yet to know

*

our existance brightens my life,
may it brighten yours and hers as well

*

So nice to be alive in the same time
if not the same space

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The empty space

«I can take any empty space and call it a bare stage. A man walks across this empty space whilst someone else is watching him, and this is all I need for an act of theatre to be engaged.»

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Peter Brook

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Ten short poems and two variations

poems

i don´t read poems
they read me

soon they know me
by heart

*

a ring of wind

I offer you a ring of wind

It is only you who knows
When you wear it

*

it doesn´t matter

it doesn´t matter

that is why
it si so important

*

as i am

if you want to see me
as I am

you must remember
that you are also a part of the picture

*

love is not all

but without love
it is nothing

*

here

here with us
you can be
as you are

only if you are
exactly as us

*

we

we can meet
because we are two

we can separate
because we are one

*

the same in all languages
the silence between the words

*

another voice
the same words
other words
yet the same voice

*

jigsawpuzzle

my life is a jigsaw puzzle
where the pieces are created
as they are needed

right now I am busy
with a flock of clouds
in the upper left corner

*

two variations

me and you
are not all

but without us
there is no we

*

the same in all houses
the space between the walls

*

Fredrik Hossmann

The failed artist

There is nothing fiercer than the failed artist. The energy remains, but having no outlet, it implodes in a great black fart of rage which smokes up all the inner windows of the soul.

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Erica Jong

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Whatever we say, we agree

For years Lanois and fellow traveler Brian Eno have collaborated and produced a mindset and canon that goes to the core of the creative process. The central catalyst they established with each other early on is “Whatever I say, you agree and whatever you say, I agree.” Eno points out that nothing then stands in the way of getting on with the creative process. Once underway, magic eventually unfolds.

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