City of orgies, by Whitman ๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ“–

City of orgies – Walt Whitman – Leaves of Grass – Calamus – 1892 – translated from English into Spanish ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ and Italian ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น by Enzo Martinelli

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๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ City of orgies, by Walt Whitman

City of orgies, walks and joys,
City whom that I have lived and sung in your midst will one day make you illustrious,
Not the pageants of you, not your shifting tableaus, your spectacles, repay me,
Not the interminable rows of your houses, nor the ships at the wharves,
Nor the processions in the streets, nor the bright windows with goods in them,
Nor to converse with learn'd persons, or bear my share in the soiree or feast;
Not those, but as I pass O Manhattan, your frequent and swift flash of eyes offering me love,
Offering response to my ownโ€”these repay me,
Lovers, continual lovers, only repay me.

๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ Ciudad de orgias, de Walt Whitman

Ciudad de orgรญas, paseos y alegrรญas, 
Ciudad en la que he vivido y cantado en medio de ti, que un dรญa te harรก ilustre,
No me recompensan tus desfiles, ni tus tablados cambiantes, ni tus espectรกculos,
Ni las interminables hileras de tus casas, ni los barcos en los muelles,
Ni las procesiones en las calles, ni las brillantes ventanas con mercancรญas en ellas,
Ni conversar con personas cultas, ni participar en la velada o la fiesta;
No eso, sino al pasar, oh Manhattan, tu frecuente y rรกpido destello de ojos ofreciรฉndome amor,
ofreciรฉndome respuesta a los mรญos, esos me recompensan,
Amantes, amantes continuos, sรณlo me recompensan.

๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น Cittร  delle orge, di Walt Whitman

Cittร  delle orge, delle passeggiate e delle gioie, 
cittร  che ho vissuto e cantato in mezzo a te e che un giorno ti renderร  illustre,
non mi ripagano i tuoi cortei, non le tue mutevoli scenografie, i tuoi spettacoli,
non le file interminabili delle tue case, nรฉ le navi ai moli,
nรฉ le processioni per le strade, nรฉ le vetrine luminose con le merci dentro,
nรฉ conversare con persone istruite, nรฉ partecipare alle serate o ai banchetti;
Non quelli, ma mentre passo, o Manhattan, il lampo frequente e rapido dei tuoi occhi che mi offrono amore,
che rispondono ai miei: questi mi ripagano,
amanti, amanti continui, solo questi mi ripagano.

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