Category Archives: Eminescu în engleză

From Tisa to the Nistru’s tide All Roumania’s people cried That they could no longer stir For the rabbled foreigner. From Hotin down to the sea Rides the Muscal cavalry; From the sea back to Hotin Nothing but their host … Continue reading →

Midst the dense old forest stout All the merry birds fly out, Quit the hazel thicket there Out into the sunny air, Round the pool grown high with sedge Fly about the water’s edge Where, by little waves deflected, On … Continue reading →

How many a time, beloved, no longer do I know, There seems to spread before me a sea of ice and snow; And not a single star does in the heaven shine, Only the yellow moon quite far away… a … Continue reading →

Beats the moon upon my window Down the same untroubled lane. Only you are never passing, Nevermore beyond my pane.   And the same prune trees in blossom Reach their branches o’er the fence, But the hours the past has … Continue reading →

It seemed that midst the clouds a gate was opened wide Through which the pallid empress of waning night did ride. O sleep, o sleep in silence, where thousand torches loom, Wrapped in your silver garments, high in your crystal … Continue reading →

“Why do you wail, o forest trees, Forest, without rain or breeze, Your branches ill at ease?” “How indeed should I not wail When the hours of summer fail! Nights grow longer, days get short, On my branches few leaves … Continue reading →

1. Cupid, dreadfully spoiled rascal, Many a hoax stored in his head, With the children romps and scampers, With the ladies sleeps in bed.   2. From the daylight like a brigand He will take great pains to hide; But … Continue reading →

1. Come dear, set your world apart, And on me yourself bestow; Even should I take your heart, No one in the world would know. 2. Come, let us awandering leave Down steep winding sylvan ways And amidst the twilight … Continue reading →

Now far I am from you, before my fire alone, And read again the hours that so silently have gone, And it seems that eighty years beneath my feet did glide, That I am old as winter, that maybe you … Continue reading →

1. With the curtains drawn together, At my table of rough wood, And the firelight fickering softly, Do I fall to thoughtful mood.   2. Flocks and flocks of sweet illusions, Memories the mind recalls, And they softly creep like … Continue reading →

The years have passed like clouds across the dale; The years have gone and will return no more, For they no longer move me, as the lore Of legend, and of song, and doina‘s tale   Brought wonder to my … Continue reading →

Drowsy Birds trad. Corneliu M. Popescu Drowsy birds at even gliding, Round about their nests alight, In among the branches hiding…                             Dear, good night! Silence through the … Continue reading →

And if… (trad. de Corneliu M. Popescu) ,,And if the branches tap my pane/ And the poplars whisper nightly./ It is  to make me dream again/ I hold you to me tightly. And if the stars shine on the pond/ … Continue reading →