Camino l'últim solc, després vindrà el desert.
Sota claríssims cels, escolto com el vent
em diu el nom guanyat, aquest meu nom: "Ningú."
Seran temps de repòs, i em decanto a mirar
per darrera vegada la llum d'un llarg ponent.
Ara, sense cap por, tot sol, m'allunyaré,
nit endins, Déu endins, per la sorra i la set.
Salvador Espriu, Les hores
I'D LIKE TO SAY IT WITH MY OLD MAN'S LIPS
In suffering, I have seen. I no longer remember the sea. I walk along the last furrow; later I'll reach the desert. Under the clearest skies, I hear how the windtells me the name I have achieved, my own name: "No one."There will be a season to rest, and I lean forward, for the last time, to look at the light of a long sunset. Now, with no trace of fear, all alone, I'll go away, into the night, into God, through sand and thirst.
Salvador Espriu, Les hores