In times when clouds fall into abysses;

Waves on the world’s bewildered brow;

They fade in nomadic chests…

Carrying echoes from sifted times.

Then, an old shiver whistles in the wind’s steps;

And, it struggles in living temples, a call;

A spring flows on the world’s brow;

Passionate dreams are extinguished, wandered.

On a rocky shore I stand and keep silent;

As I feel thoughts, foreign ones pierce me;

So it seems the stars set and unfold;

And, rays of molten silver flow through me.

An old and heavy longing consumes me;

Lost in an abyss of stellar nets;

Hence, a wandering soul through my thought;

Floats in a magical realm of dreams.

Grey moments shatter over the years;

And, the cold light weeps and shakes;

Leaving rustle in old chestnuts;

In the time when life takes its course!

With eyes aflame I see the setting ray;

And, the blood-red sky weeping in secret;

And, a boundless longing struggles in my heart…

Like a hidden, unwritten poem under my cloak.

Only you, far away, and yet…

A vague memory ignites in my chest,

Like a bell tolls rarely in ancient woods;

Awakening the heart’s whisper in the branches.

Like a wandering wind that blows towards yesterday…

I see your face smiling for the first time;

And in my eyes the smoldering silences burn;

The words that fade on life’s page!

When autumn again rusts on the branch;

In light steps of smoke and prayer…

You will come from the fog of eternities;

On the eyelash of love that never sets!

When sad moments flow on the world’s face,

You are my holy light in which…

Eternity is reborn in every season;

From my pagan longing without borders!

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(Self-translation from ROMANIAN)

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