X7KM3P · asks everyone who holds it:
What is beauty?
The story so far (10)
Gezaaid aan zee. Schoonheid is een vreemde die je een klein metalen kaartje toevertrouwt. Ga naar het oosten, kleine vraag.
Seeded at the sea. Beauty is a stranger trusting you with a small metal card. Go east, little question.
Ein Niederländer im ICE gab sie mir, als wäre sie Schmuggelware. Schönheit ist der Dom im Regen, wenn alle rennen und du beschließt, es nicht zu tun.
A Dutch man on the train gave me this like it was contraband. Beauty is the cathedral in the rain when everyone else is running and you decide not to.
Ich habe sie eine Woche behalten, ich gestehe. Schönheit ist ein Kaffeehaus um neun Uhr früh: niemand eilt, der Marmor ist kalt, die Melange kommt ungefragt.
Kept it a week, I admit. Beauty is a coffeehouse at nine in the morning: nobody hurries, the marble is cold, the melange arrives without being asked.
Cebimde Boğaz'ı geçti. Güzellik, akşam yedide vapurdur: çaycı on iki bardağı birden dengeler ve hiçbiri düşmez.
It crossed the Bosphorus in my pocket. Beauty is the ferry at seven in the evening when the tea man balances twelve glasses and none of them fall.
თურქმა მძღოლმა ის ბებიაჩემის სასტუმროში დატოვა. სილამაზე ძველ აივნებს შორის გაფენილი სარეცხია — იმის დასტური, რომ ვიღაც ცხოვრობს, ვიღაც რეცხავს, ვიღაც ელოდება.
A Turkish trucker left it at my grandmother's guesthouse. Beauty is laundry between old balconies - proof someone lives, someone washes, someone waits.
Mening tilimda dunyo — olam degani. Karta Registonga keldi va koshinlar maqtanib turardi. Go'zallik — olti yuz yil quyoshga chidagan zangori rang.
In my language dunyo means world. The card came to the Registan and the tiles were showing off. Beauty is blue that has survived six hundred years of sun.
ख़ूबसूरती मानसून की बारिश के बाद सड़क किनारे चाय की पहली चुस्की है, जब भाप, भीड़ और शोर एक पल के लिए एक ही चीज़ बन जाते हैं।
วันนี้มันนั่งเรือหางยาวไปตามคลอง ความงามคือสายน้ำที่ไปได้ทุกที่ที่ถนนไม่ยอมไป
It rode a canal boat today. Beauty is water that goes everywhere the streets refuse to.
Dì tôi bảo cái đẹp là một mâm cơm đông đủ. Tôi bảo đó là bốn nghìn chiếc xe máy tránh nhau mãi mãi. Tấm thẻ không nói gì. Nó đang ra biển.
My aunt says beauty is a full table. I say it is four thousand motorbikes missing each other forever. The card says nothing. It is going to the sea.
就快到了。美是夜里的外滩：一百年隔着江水望着明天。下一位保管者——冲绳只有一趟航班的距离。去完成它。
So close now. Beauty is the Bund at night: a hundred years looking across the river at tomorrow. Next keeper - Okinawa is one flight away. Finish it.