Wednesday, December 12, 2012

60 MINUTES – CH22 [ENG-RO]



MINUTE 22


I find this way a good comrade on my path
And now,in its company,i continue to gather
As less as possible flowers,but rare,
As more as possible little stones,worthless
And...i wished taking with me something...
A big stone called simple: Love...
I look full of melancholy towards east,
I see a turkish sign:
The half-moon...
I remember to myself to smile;
Either good,either bad,is the same for me
And i,merry,rather to live,
To remain always young...
I remember,in a split of few seconds
About the childhood's cradle...
When i came near it,i was trembling,confused,
Asking myself:"what is that?"
Then,after i learnt,
Good answer i found:
"Acquire experience"
"Live"
I realised that joy,was something natural;
Was proper time to be aware...


Will be continued in another chapter


©Th3Mirr0r



ROMANIAN VERSION


MINUTUL 22


Aflu astfel un tovaras la drum
Si-acum,insotit de el,continui s-adun
Cat mai putine flori,dar rare,
Cat mai multe pietricele,dar neinsemnate
Si...as fi vrut sa iau cu mine ceva...
O piatra mare numita simplu:Dragostea...
Privesc melancolic catre est,
Vad un simbol turcesc:
Semiluna...
Imi amintesc sa zambesc;
De-i bine,de-i rau,mi-i totuna
Iar eu,vesel prefer sa traiesc,
Sa raman mereu tanar...
Imi amintesc,pret de cateva secunde
De leaganul copilariei...
Cand m-am apropiat de el,tremuram,nedumerit,
Intrebandu-ma:"ce este acela?"
Apoi,dupa ce-am invatat,
Raspuns bun gaseam:
"Experimenteaza"
"Traieste"
Realizasem ca bucuria,era ceva firesc;
Era timpul sa constientizez...


Va fi continuat in alt capitol


 ©Th3Mirr0r
 

  


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