Muzica dă eu-lui, aripi de zbor,
precum pasarii călătoare
ce aude gongul de plecare
si pleaca in vartej de nor
peste 'trupul tarii' ei, inghetat
de vorbele vantului turbat.
Acolo sus, din inaltime
poti aprecia a ta marime
ca si pasarea, ce-si stie drumul
si-si atinge scopul.
Teodora Stoica-Ti:
Music gives the ego, wings of flying,
as well the passage bird
who hears the gong of departure
and goes in whirlwind of cloud
over 'body the country' its, frozen
by speech the rabid wind
Up there from height
You can appreciate of yours, size
as well as bird, what-and knows the way
and achieves its goal.
Teodora Stoica-Ti:
