Today to me, tomorrow to you [Azi mie, mâine ţie] - Ion Minulescu

In me
And in you,
And in him
The heart sings the same
And weeps and it's grim.

It sings and it cries
Stuck deep in our chest.
It sings in the moment we open our eyes
And cries when our soul goes to rest.

When it sings and wind raves
We shut our sad graves.
When sings full of gloom
We shut our small room.
There is just one whim
In me
And in you
And in him.

Added by: Octavian

Translator: Octavian Cocoş
Language: English


see more poems written by: Ion Minulescu



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