S-a întâlnit cu dorul tău călător,
Vântul trecea pe lângă noi nepăsător,
Nu îi păsa de-al nostru fior.
Pluteam pe-un nor rătăcitor
Privindu-ne, şi-un foc strălucitor
A început să ardă-n noi,
Dar a fost stins de câţiva stropi din ploi.
Ne-am contopit cu lumina amândoi
Şi ne-am îmbrăţişat,
Trecând de furtuni ca doi eroi,
Am stat împreună de luni până joi.
Când noaptea a venit,
Cerul ne-a acoperit
Ca un copac umbrit
De soarele ce pleca spre asfinţit.
În al Infinitului decor
Stelele ne-au spus „Somn uşor!”
Şi am plecat la culcare,
Uitând de tot ce ne doare.
Mâine va fi o nouă zi,
Poate ne vom mai întâlni
Şi ne vom iubi,
Pe aripile iubirii
Spre fericire vom pluti!
© Crisastemis
Din Volumul - Printre Nostalgii
On wings of longing
A wing of butterfly from my flight,
It has met with your traveler longing,
The wind passed beside us uncaring,
Was not interested by our pain.
We, floating on a cloud wandering,
We looked intensely in the eyes
And a bright fire started to burn inside us,
But it was extinguished by few drops of rain.
We both merged with the light
And we hugged,
Like two heroes, we passed by the storms,
We stayed together from monday to thursday.
When night came,
The sky was covered
Like a shady tree by the sunset.
In the infinite decor
The stars have told us "Sleep tight!"
So we went to bed,
Forgetting all that hurting us.
Tomorrow will be another day,
Maybe we will meet again,
We'll go beside love
On wings of longing,
We will float toward happiness!
A wing of butterfly from my flight,
It has met with your traveler longing,
The wind passed beside us uncaring,
Was not interested by our pain.
We, floating on a cloud wandering,
We looked intensely in the eyes
And a bright fire started to burn inside us,
But it was extinguished by few drops of rain.
We both merged with the light
And we hugged,
Like two heroes, we passed by the storms,
We stayed together from monday to thursday.
When night came,
The sky was covered
Like a shady tree by the sunset.
In the infinite decor
The stars have told us "Sleep tight!"
So we went to bed,
Forgetting all that hurting us.
Tomorrow will be another day,
Maybe we will meet again,
We'll go beside love
On wings of longing,
We will float toward happiness!
© Crisastemis
From The Volume
Among Memories
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