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English language
Limba Romana
High o'er the main
Many stars beaming,
Distantly gleaming
Thus till they wane.

Thunderous stroke
Of green billows breaking,
Creaking and quacking
Great vessels of oak.

Like castles far blown
Adrift on the ocean,
Ever in motion,
Ever alone.

Herons migrating
Pass o'er the sky,
Hurrying by,
And never waiting.

Fly till they fall,
Yet others starting,
Eternally parting...
Aye, that is all.

Blossoms the rose,
But life has swift flowers
And youth like the hours
Scarce comes than it

Thus every delight,
No matter its reasons,
Is swept by the seasons
Soon out of our sight.

O angels above,
While I am still here
To my singing give ear,
To my sadness and love.

For shame is it not
Thus to squander scarce seeing
This moment of being
That is all we have got?

Translated by

Corneliu M. Popescu
Stelele-n cer
Deasupra marilor
Ard departarilor,
Pana ce pier.

Dupa un semn
Clatind catargele,
Tremura largele
Vase de lemn;

Niste cetati
Plutind pe marile
Si miscatoarele

Stol de cocori
Si necuprinsele
Drumuri de nori

Zboara ce pot
Si-a lor intrecere,
Vecinica trecere -
Asta e tot...

Floare de crang,
Astfel vietile
Si tineretile
Trec si se stang.

Orice noroc
Gonit de clipele
Starii pe loc.

Pana nu mor
Pleaca-te, ingere,
La trista-mi plangere
Plina de-amor.

Nu e pacat
Ca sa se lepede
Clipa cea repede
Ce ni s-a dat?


Mihail Eminescu
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