The Music
Oh you, friendly sounds,
you music carrying up a leaf
...
I am and I am not. You
are and you are not.
Who would be able to go inside
it?
Yellow air, golden air,
you lift my imagination,
avoided water stream and green
plaur
throw above me big rings.
I am shaking my shoulder, the
rememberings, the stix,
under the falling cold jetstream.
Among stones I do prefer the
onix.
Among movings, the rising to
the thought.
Oh you, friendly sounds,
the slowing down light into
the ear.
I am and I am not. You
are and you are not.
Never unpaired, paired for always.
Muzica
O, voi sunete prietenesti,
tu muzica ducand in sus o frunza
...
Sunt si nu sunt. Esti
si nu esti,
Cine-ar putea sa patrunza?
Aer galben, aer de aur,
tu ridici inchipuirile mele,
rau ocolit si verde plaur
arunci deasupra-mi mari inele.
Umaru-l scutur, amintirile,
stixul,
sub jetul rece, cazand.
Dintre pietre imi place onixul.
Dintre miscari, ridicarea la
gand.
O, voi sunete prietenesti,
lumina-ncetinita in ureche.
Sunt si nu sunt. Esti
si nu esti.
Nepereche nicicand, totdeauna
pereche.
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Nichita Stanescu // Ordinea
Cuvintelor -- Unu / 244 // Rosu Vertical / 1967 / Muzica
Nichita Stanescu // The Order of the Words -- One / 1992-2004 // Vertical
Red / 2004 / The Music
Radu Sebescu, 1979-2004, All Rights Reserved, 2004 March, rsebescu@yahoo.com,
rsebescu@caramail.com
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