Poetry Review
Poetry in Romanian, means love, Romans hearts there a great Romanian poet Eminescu, who gave
birth to a poem height, great for our country, recognized around the world, his life is very hard
to understand, and disease which had her when she died, left the comment ...
From now on you'll not see,
Stay, stay, well!
I will keep in my way
You.
Today but you do what you want,
Today I do not care
That the most sweet among women
Allow me.
Because I do not usually
Like in those days
Get drunk and sparks
Of stars,
When degerând many occasions,
I just looked at the branches
And waiting to show you
The windows.
Oh, how happy I was
Come together
Under that charm still
Month!
And when I prayed in secret
As night you back to stone,
Forever with you I,
Woman!
Of them briefly to grab
Those sweet words
From that day until I get
Remember.
For today when listening to
Minutiae-such,
I'm an old, long ago
Story.
And if I beat meadows months
And trembling lake,
However I feel that since then
Are centuries.
Greenhouse eyes the dental
I did it I will look at it ...
That's why I stay-behind -
Goodbye!
I fall apart
Out-and autumn leaf 'mprastiata,
And wind svârla 'n heavy glass drops;
And you read numerous letters in envelopes
And letup watch all think about life.
Losing your time with your sweet nothings,
Nobody wants you have not 'in your door knocking;
But better them, when out-and sloata,
Sit dreaming of fire, to sleep peaks.
And so I look in the stream of thoughts,
I dream of fairy tale vechiu Dochiei,
In my haze Juru increase lines-lines;
The odat'aud fosnirea a dress,
A soft step boards only reached ...
Thin and cold hands and covering my eyes.
Love a marble
Armies of terror chase in cream,
The soul in ruin, a king-Assyrian,
How stâncelor pain threw him foaming
Hurricane moaning.
Why not to smash the king of my pain
Why is not Satan, not God s,
RUMP to make a world that tear-silence
Crushed my soul.
Desert lion's roar escaped rabies,
An ocean on the wind-mbata game
And say in thunder clouds, and their pain muginda,
Thinking of fire.
I myself who says my terrible pain
I am one who says I love my crazy,
For I gave me comfort bitter fate
A stone to adore.
Dying hope, revenge rabies,
Prophet curse, faith God,
To kill a shadow to scare despair,
Nothing, nothing too.
Nothing, only your icon, which I poison,
Nothing, only your souvenir Smiles Gentle
Nothing but a bright ray of your face,
From your blue eyes.
And I love you, girl, as Junie Repedea
Love in the flaming eye of luck today,
Love and loves a white squall
An ocean of fire.
The eyes of my diet would sips of genius,
Would I tremble at sânu your delicate middle
You put my head in my dreams to increase
A Diadem of fire.
And I would put the fate of your world lip purple
I'd make the world laugh your law delirium
I make your smile a century of debauchery,
And you wonder tears.
For love, child, that god immortality
Altar as the priest as an asylum fear;
As a gentle hand scepter, like the eagle increasing,
As a child dream.
And behind your pasu-fly c-a mysterious anger
As to how much of a mad-ngalbenit Ochiu,
With top-nvinetita face gray
Loved icons.
So young ...
So tender, you asameni
White-flowered cherry
And as an angel among men
The way out of my life.
Barely touch the soft carpet,
Silk sounds under foot
And the topping-up lap
Float that dream.
From draping
Appeared as marble instead -
It hangs from the eyes of my soul
Those full of joy and tears.
O happy dream of love
Bride of gentle stories
Do not smile! To your smile
Show me how sweet you are,
How to charm you with night
Dark to my eyes forever,
With your mouth to warm whispers,
In-mbratisari cool arms.
Suddenly a passing thought,
A veil on hot eyes:
E-dark surrender
It's sweet desire shade.
You go, you quite understand
I do not take the step to your
Lost forever to me
Bride of my soul!
I saw that is my fault
And never ever gonna forgive me May 1,
I dream of light-Spas
Tinzându me right in the desert.
"And to my race as an icon
Great Vergine forever,
Forehead bearing the crown -
Where you going? When will you come?
So young ...
So tender, you asameni
White-flowered cherry
And as an angel among men
The way out of my life.
Barely touch the soft carpet,
Silk sounds under foot
And the topping-up lap
Float that dream.
From draping
Appeared as marble instead -
It hangs from the eyes of my soul
Those full of joy and tears.
O happy dream of love
Bride of gentle stories
Do not smile! To your smile
Show me how sweet you are,
How to charm you with night
Dark to my eyes forever,
With your mouth to warm whispers,
In-mbrăţişări cool arms.
Suddenly a passing thought,
A veil on hot eyes:
E-dark surrender
It's sweet desire shade.
You go, you quite understand
I do not take the step to your
Lost forever to me
Bride of my soul!
I saw that is my fault
And never ever gonna forgive me May 1,
I dream of light-Spas
Tinzându me right in the desert.
"And to my race as an icon
Great Vergine forever,
Forehead bearing the crown -
Where you going? When will you come?
When memories ...
When past memories-n
Try to call me,
On the long and known
May I pass from long-time.
Come over your house
And today the same star
What were lighted so often
My Înduioşării.
And the scattered trees
Gentle rises month
What we found embrace
We whispering together.
Our hearts He swore he
Faith in all ages,
When the paths are scattered
Flower bats.
Do-so could have missed
The night should be left
When waves of spring
I stopped crying,
When months go by oaks
Track-and always will,
When your eyes, yet still large
She looked sweet and lackadaisical?
When the voice itself
When the voice itself is silent thoughts,
I-Ngan song of a sweet piety,
When you call, call me listen to you?
Of cold mist floating you will open?
Gentle-you brighten the night
With big eyes and carriers of peace?
Resa time past the shadows
Like to see you coming ... like in a dream, so vivid!
Descend slowly ... closer, closer,
And leave you smiling face over mine,
Thy love c'um a sigh,
With your eyelash antinge me on pleope
Stringerii feel shivers in my arms,
Perduto forever, forever adorato!
