El Respuns


A translation into Talossan of Frederic Brown’s short story “The Answer”, done by Iustì Canun in July 2010.

The Answer
Dwan Ev ceremoniously soldered the final connection with gold. The eyes of a dozen television cameras watched him and the subether bore throughout the universe a dozen pictures of what he was doing.He straightened and nodded to Dwar Reyn, then moved to a position beside the switch that would complete the contact when he threw it. The switch that would connect, all at once, all of the monster computing machines of all the populated planets in the universe — ninety-six billion planets — into the supercircuit that would connect them all into one supercalculator, one cybernetics machine that would combine all the knowledge of all the galaxies.

Dwar Reyn spoke briefly to the watching and listening trillions. Then after a moment’s silence he said, “Now, Dwar Ev.”

Dwar Ev threw the switch. There was a mighty hum, the surge of power from ninety-six billion planets. Lights flashed and quieted along the miles-long panel.

Dwar Ev stepped back and drew a deep breath. “The honor of asking the first question is yours, Dwar Reyn.”

“Thank you,” said Dwar Reyn. “It shall be a question which no single cybernetics machine has been able to answer.”

He turned to face the machine. “Is there a God?”

The mighty voice answered without hesitation, without the clicking of a single relay.

“Yes, now there is a God.”

Sudden fear flashed on the face of Dwar Ev. He leaped to grab the switch.

A bolt of lightning from the cloudless sky struck him down and fused the switch shut.
El Respuns
Dwar Ev maravetxösmint lutscheva la conectaziun final cün or. Els uglhen d’iensa dudeschaina da cámeras televiziunais lo risguardevent es el subeþér utvarpeva ‘n dudeschaina da bildeux da qet o façeva.O rumischeva es adnuteva à Dwar Rejn, es moveva à’iensa posiziun adelmás àl comütateir qi venadra compiaçarh el contäcts quand o en fermeva. El comütateir venadra conectarh, strax, toct i computeschti monströsen da toct i eraticas populiçadas in l’ünivirs — noueinçe-sex miglhiard d’eraticas — ainciün el supercircuiteu qi veneva conectarh-lor toct ainciün viens supercalcülateir, viens máqineu cüvernetic qi veneva combinarh toct i säp da toct i galaxías.

Dwar Rejn parleva brevamint àls biglhiuns qi risguardevent es auscultevent. Es osprei ‘n momaintsch da silençù o zireva, “Nun, Dwar Ev.”

Dwar Ev fermeva el comütateir. Hi füt ‘n frestonaziun grült, la cjaina del pevarh da noueinçe-sex miglhard d’eraticas. Els luschti estinçelevent es subticeschevent lalunga del scumpart qi miaschüreva muitas milas.

Dwar Ev restratev’iens paç es pierduchev’iens and grült. “El þonör d’ascarh la fraga prüma isch el tu, Dwar Rejn.”

“Meirci,” zireva Dwar Rejn. “Ça serà ‘n fraga qi aucün singul máqineu cüvernetic tent pevescu respúnsarh.”

O inverseva per fáçarh àl máqineu. “¿Ja’iens Díeu?”

La voce alvaldour respunseva sanc retractat, sanc clicarh d’iens rilè singul.
“Üc, nun ja’iens Díeu.”

Del pör süftanéu estinçeleva sür la faça da Dwar Ev. O impeiteva per ignhirarh el comütateir.

‘N bolt da blitzeu del çéu nivolattä lo cünsüteva es fuçeva el comütateir fermat.