Tristetea Vehementa
Via?a dormiteaz? germinînd ?i-o simt în jur universal?,
Într-o nesfîr?it? oboseal? ?i-n absen?a ultimului gînd.
Iar taina aerului otr?vit într-un început de înnoptare
Al acelui orizont nem?rginit adoarme f?r? de?teptare.
My ruined world's denying the earthly time
Drained of all emotions... Immortality, be now mine!
My ruined dreams ? remains of tortured years
Who will be left to wipe away my tears?
Words of sorrow...
Sail, travelling on cold winds
Words of tranquility...
Fail, dancing on my wounded lips.
I'm dying mostly alone
Within life's thin disguise
And I can't tame the blood
And the heart they have baptized.
The scars burn deeply my soul
My smile has lost it's brilliance
My words become so trivial...
Losing all desire, losing all, but pride.
Words of sorrow...
Sail, travelling on cold winds
Words of tranquility...
Fail, dancing on my wounded lips.
I'm dying mostly alone
Within life's thin disguise
And I can't tame the blood
And the heart they have baptized.
...C?ci demult, aici, la marginea vie?ii
Sub lumina sideral?, nu mai tr?iesc in timp,
Iar calendarul a reintrat in forma lui astral?.
Te vad, te aud, te cuget,
Tînar? ?i dulce veste, dintr-un cer cu-alte stele,
Cu alte vise ?i al?i zei.
Pe drumuri delirînd, pe-o vreme de toamn?
M? urm?re?te-un gînd, ce m?-ndeamn?:
"Dispari cît mai curind!"
...C?ci visu-mi nu-i un vis p?mîntesc!
My ruined world is grasping for a mystic thought
Though the soul's already tired of search
My ruined dreams are out of reach
And the hopeless soul keeps on waiting,
For whom? But who's to know?
