Sînziene

Primăvara

Posted on: April 3, 2008

Virgil Carianopol

From their sleep of darkest night
From where they stayed away from beauty
Return again the orchards home
In flowery dresses reaching to the ground.

It’s Primăvara, again Primăvara
On every boundary of the trail
The ancestors are pushing out their fingers
Of Snowdrops, of Lilies, of Mountain-Violets.

Again the scent of fields is felt
Again the Sun is throwing measles down
At the elaborate song of the Lark
Burst out the harvests’ heads.

The day is spreading all around with Sparrows
In forests Cuckoos have again assaulted
The birds are fighting with their songs in swords
And bring their voices in for sharpening.

It’s Primăvara, again Primăvara
On every boundary of the trail
The ancestors are pushing out their fingers
Of Snowdrops, of Lilies, of Mountain-Violets

From TOM’S PLACE:

ROMANIA POEMS
ROMANIA MUSIC
MP3
PRIMĂVARA SIMFONIC
Tudor Gheorghe

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