[…] I came from the 23rd August parades, The hilarious circus of reality Learning how masking would be our future vibe. I came from the
Bullying quad
While we were working She was standing in the department’s corridorStaring at us with crossed armsLike prison’s guards would do whileWatching the rebels on the
My heart is like a drawing compass
My heart is like a drawing compassOne leg is standing still in my Carpathian’s rootsWhile the other rounds in huge circlesThrough mother earth so my
Toamnele noastre
Cocorii din suflete se duc departeIar apele reci ne inundă privirea.Cu forţă adâncă un frig ne străbateŞi-o toamnă pustie ne răpeşte iubirea.Ne vin din adâncuri,
Blissful Autumn
It scents ripe chestnutsAnd rhymes in craving’s embrace.Dreams are cheerful through sighs,Mysteriously painting their place in the fall.From the north is coming downA sprightly breeze
I sat at the edge
I sat at the edge of the darkWhere fears were heading eyes upAnd wildness was swilling its cupYet gathering despair to markEmpires of sadness and
Melos
E vremea dimineții noastre,Ne prindem zâmbete-n reverȘi-n vorbe picurăm misterRostogolit din slăvi albastreȘi-nmugurit în stropi de cer. E ceasu-ndrăgostirii lumiiCând cerbi vrăjiți aleargă-n gândS-adape-n vise,
Când plânge actorul
De viaţa-i o scenă cu fast şi cu trudăNoi toţi suntem prinşi într-o hora nebună,Şi plângem prea des într-o lume prea surdă…Eu cânt figurant în
