Tudor Gheorghe "Niciodata toamna" lyrics

Niciodata toamna

Niciodata toamna nu fu mai frumoasaSufletului nostru bucuros de moarte.Palid asternut e sesul cu matasa.Norilor copacii le urzesc brocarte.Casele-adunate, ca niste urcioareCu vin ingrosat in fundul lor de lut,Stau in tarmu-albastru-al raului de soare,Din mocirla carui aur am baut.Pasarile negre suie in apus.Cu frunza bolnava-a carpenului surCe se desfrunzeste, scuturand in sus,Foile-n azur.Cine vrea sa planga, cine sa jeleascaVie sa asculte-ndemnul nenteles,Si cu ochii-n facla plopilor cereascaSa-si ingroape umbra-n umbra lor, in ses.

Autumn was never

Autumn was never this beautifulTo our soul pleased by deathPale bedding is the silky lowlandTrees tissue brocades to the cloudsHouses-gathered, like some eyesoresWith callous wine on their clay bottomI sit in the blue-realm-of the suns riverFrom the mire whose gold I drankThe Black birds hiss in the bygoneWith the ill leaf of the grey hornbeamWhich unbrowses,flicking upwardsLeaves in azureWho wants to cry, who to mournComes to listen to the abstruse inducementAnd with eyes into the link of celestial poplarsTo bury his shadow in their shadow, in the lowland

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