Zbor

In gand am melodia
Necompusa inca
Si ma supun vantului
Si valului, fara bucuria
De a asculta clopotul
Din mine ce vesteste
Vocea peticita si franta.
Iubirea a ramas
In urma vorbelor,
Doar bunul Dumnezeu
Infloreste cuvantul !
Poezia e nedefinita,
Precum valul ce se
Sparge de mal, ca si
Vorbele nerostite inca.

Flight
In thought with a song
Unwritten yet
and I obey the wind
and the wave, without any joy
I listen the bell
from me that screams
A patched and tired voice
Love remained
behind the words,
only the good God
Flourishes the word!
the poem undefined,
as well as the wave break
into the shore, as the
unspoken words.

Adalbert GYURIS

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