Addenda la cronica de cenaclu...... 250
- Muzica
- 27-06-2010 15:44
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Citește mai departeIt's late in the eveningIt's late in our soulsBeware of the darknessBeware of its spellsIt's winter the seasonOutside as insideCome, give me a reasonTo cry by your sideCome, fill me with sorrowFor yesterday dreamsFor no more tomorrowAs winter night seemsCome, pour all your darknessIn my bitterness glassLet's toast for its likenessAnd let it all pass.Copyright ©2009 Gabriel Ghimpu
Citește mai departeHow many coloursTo blend in your smileHow many eyesFor a glimpse of your styleHow many wordsFor your questioning whyAnd how many wingsGonna reach you that high...So many questionsAre driving me blueYet only one answer - One word, only: YOU!Copyright ©2009 Gabriel Ghimpu
Citește mai departeby: Luminita Mihai( translated from Romanian by Gabriel G)An unseen hand knocks on my windowI feel its tender perfume of flower and of rainAnd it seems to me the city carrying the houses on its shoulderIs running towards a future winterWhen all things are the same as at the beginningClean, untouched by any breathIt seems to me that crying canesAre walking with no legless cripples on the streetsThat none other live here but laundry on the wireAnd flat silent spades without diggersExchanging whispers, and one can hearThe light hanging on the lamp postAn unseen hand knocks on my windowSmashing the second on the pavementAs an over ripe melonI feel its tender perfume of flower and rainAnd two black raven's eyes stare at me through the glazing.Copyright ©2009 Luminita Mihai
Citește mai departeby: Luminita Mihai( translated from Romanian by Gabriel G)I wish I'd die on the first of SeptemberWhen autumn marks grades in the class booksAnd the rains of chalk are fallingOn the giddy girls' laughterThen my body hungry shall beBy the clay's embrace - supremeAs of a last and too beautiful loverThat lacks the knowledge of the leaf's theoremTo know the sextons hang by themselves(alone)With a pint of rotgut by the right footSo much more and deeper SeptemberA rusty groom shall embrace meAnd let the silence be in equationsAnd the reports be seen with mercyAnd-garrulous-dropping their satchels on the sidewalksMay the children have passed their examsI love the first of September as a stationI never in the least have reached - delayed Each time the city shakes its skirts of rainI'm ready to bet: so it shall be!Copyright ©2009 Luminita Mihai
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