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English language
Limba Romana
The brazen bells of midnight upon the darkness toll,
But sleep, life's custom agent, won't take from me his dole;
Down paths so many follow, death would my spirit lead,
And death, when all considered, resembles life indeed;
While in my heart the balance does level stand between
And neither to the one, nor to the other lean.

Translated by

Corneliu M. Popescu
Se bate miezul noptii Ón clopotul de-arama,
Si somnul, vames vietii, nu vrea sa-mi ieie vama.
Pe cai batute-adesea vrea mintea sa ma poarte,
S-asaman intr-olalta viata si cu moarte;
Ci cumpana gindiri-mi si azi nu se mai schimba,
Caci intre amindoua sta neclintita limba.

1883, dec.

Mihail Eminescu
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