Ingeri de piatra

Ingeri de piatra

Pe-o astra albastra,

Cata nemarginire in impietrirea voastra.

As vrea sa fiu cu voi

Dar inima sa-mi ramana calda.

Cat de albastru, straveziu de pur,

In noi straluceste o zapada,

E inima franta a Universului

Ce sta sa cada,

Dar Galaxia intinde bratul

Sa nu se vada ca El, Universul,

Isi schimba sensul.

Iubire, tu mai esti cu mine,

Sau ai alt sens...!?

Sau esti un cip

In Univers?

Si atunci sa impietresc,

Ca-mi pare bine.

Flori

Doar niste flori

Mai am din mama mea.

Firave panselute, albastrele,

Lacrimi si flori

Din trupul sfant al mamei mele.

As vrea sa intreb

Ce face si cum s-a impacat

Cu adancul haului intunecat?

Sau poate hau-i luminat.

Respir parfum de floare,

Langa cruce.

Ganduri, de cand eram copil,

Se-astern peste mormantul mamei,

Si-o clipa, inapoi mi-o aduc.

Nu intreb nimic…

Imi este frica

Sa nu stric vraja

Ce intre ea si mine

Se-nfiripa.

Vorbesc cu florile

De pe mormantul

Mamei mele,

Si sarut mana ce se ascunde

In petale.

Cuprinsa de mireasma sufletului,

Vibrand in fiecare floare,

Sarut un crin si ma alin.

Mangai bujorul alb de langa cruce,

Ce lung e drumul ce te duce!

Te duce, mama,

Si nici o primavara,

Nici o floare,

Nimic si niciodata

Nu te mai aduce.

Doar gandul meu

Sta straja langa cruce.

The Blue Stars’ Mane

Wings which have far departed

Brought us wreaths from death

Woven out of a mane

That flew towards the blue horizon.

I grabbed the holy wreath

And left with it into the world

At a custom there was the horse

Having no mane, but full of foams.

He kneeled right in front of me

I curled his neck

And flew with him towards the stars

Me as mane, and he the horse

Me, as hope and he the shrine.

                           

Wings that came right towards me

                            Brought us wreaths from stars

                            And I felt that they once were

                            The faith, the hope

                             The guardian of my country’s happiness.

The lane of stars

Night has fallen

And I was going with my thought’s steps

On the lane of stars

Of my love

A lane paved with dreams

The doors were closed

God,

Open the gate of the dream!

Let stones sleep, dreamless.

Let my thought

Encounter her…

Between the sky, the ground and the stars

To love her

Night has fallen

As I was stepping on the lane of stars

Somewhere in my thoughts

Stars were flying

Deer, with golden antlers, were scattering them

Feet were stumbling

And were tripping over the boulders

That were alone on the lane

And were crying

Dreamless boulders, having no rood

My thoughts are full of ghosts

Stretch your hand from a star

Come, for a while

To be my love again!

A shy star

A star has entered

On my window

It was brilliant and shy

It stretched its hand

And gave me a flower

Picked from other

Remote galaxies,

But still so evanescent

Just like my world

And this tender flower.