Floreix l'ametller

Floreix l’ametller

Poem by: Ignasi Iglésias

Floreix l’ametller

i el blat ja grifola.

Malgrat el gener

mon cor no tremola

que el baf del terrer

l’alegra i l’arbola.

El verd lluminós

que enjoia el sembrat

reflecta clarors

d’un foc soterrat:

d’un foc que reviu

amb vida fecunda,

natura somriu!

natura es deixonda.

El sol, emboirat

enyora la terra,

i apunta, esblaimat

pel cim de la serra.

Per ‘xò a ple gener

mon cor no tremola

que el baf del terrer

l’alegra i l’arbola.

Floreix l’ametller

i el blat ja grifola.

© hereus Ignasi Iglésias

The almond tree blossoms

(English translation)

The almond tree blossoms

and the wheat sprouts already.

In spite of January

my heart does not shiver

because the breath of the earth

brightens and lifts it.

The shining greenery,

that the sown field adorns,

reflects the light

of a buried fire:

of a fire revived

with fertile life,

nature smiles,

nature awakes.

The sun, covered with mist,

longs for the earth,

and begins to show, pale,

at the top of the mountains.

Hence, in the middle of January

my heart does not shiver

because the breath of the earth

brightens and lifts it.

The almond tree blossoms

and the wheat sprouts already.

translated by Salvador Pila

(el traductor catala)