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German to English: Atem der Sonne General field: Art/Literary Detailed field: Astronomy & Space
Source text - German Ein Meer aus leuchtendem Rot, bedrohlich, schwindelerregend: ein Abgrund! Rote Glut, langsame Strömung unter silbernen Lichtschleiern. Andere Teile blendend klar—treibende Schlacken? Inseln? Gebirgszüge? Menschliche Maßstäbe reichen nicht zur Beschreibung.
Ein Ball aus Hitze und Licht, unverrückbar in den Raum gesetzt, Bezugspunkt eines kleinen Universums, lebensvermittelnd und tödlich zugleich. Die Ruhe nur scheinbar: Rotation, Verschiebungen, gerade in ihrer Langsamkeit überwältigend. Und doch: ein Chaos aus elementaren Prozessen, Anfang und Ende der Welt. Was unter der brennenden Flüssigkeit geschieht? Wechselspiel aus Aufbau und Vernichtung, gezähmt lediglich durch die eigene Kraft, Lichtdruck, Gravitation, die in der komprimierten Materie des Inneren zu Naturgewalten werden.
Die Bewegung ruhig, die Strömung langsam. Stille. Doch der Frieden is nicht ungeteilt. Da und dort ein Ausbruch, Eruptionen, Fackeln, Fontänen aus überhitzten Gasen, Stoff im Urzustand, leuchtende Perlenschnüre, im Sonnenwind wie Seile aufgespannt. Schwankungen der Helligkeit, Abglanz der gespannten Chromosphäre, kosmische Gewitter: Warnsignale für Katastrophen, bei denen Kontinente vernichtet und neu geboren werden.
Es gibt nichts in unserer Welt, das diesem Anblick gleichkäme.
Translation - English An ocean of luminous red, threatening, dizzying… an abyss! Blazing embers, moving in slow streams under silver veils of light. Other parts are blindingly clear, but ambiguous… churning cinders? Islands? Mountain tops? Human measures fail to describe this phenomenon.
A ball of heat and light, immovably placed in space, the reference point of a small universe, at once life-giving and deadly. The calm is but illusory, disturbed by rotation and displacement, overwhelming in its very slowness. And yet: there exists intense activity, a chaos of elementary processes driving the beginning and end of the world. What occurs under the flaming fluid? An interplay of creation and destruction, tamed only by its own strength, radiation pressure, and gravity, that become forces of nature in the compressed matter of the core.
The movement is calm, the streaming slow. Stillness reigns, yet the peace is not undivided. Here and there an outbreak occurs: eruptions, flares, geysers of overheated gases. Matter in its primitive state creates brilliant strings of pearls, taut like ropes in the solar wind. Fluctuations in brightness, reflections of the tense chromosphere, and cosmic storms: these signals warn of catastrophes by which continents are obliterated and reborn.
There is nothing in our world that compares to this sight.
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Bachelor's degree - University of Michigan
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Years of experience: 7. Registered at ProZ.com: Mar 2017.
Multi-talented musician, scientist, and community developer. University of Michigan class of 2018 with degrees in Neuroscience and German, and a minor in Music Performance. Passionate violinist since the age of 6, currently an improv artist and teacher. Traveler and online language tutor. Home designer, builder, and gardener living in Costa Rica.
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