Night

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Boulevards widen in the summer night,

On trees – electric light,

At the station a car started

And in vain train horns trembled.

 

On sapphire sky – misers’ treasures…

Silence in wilderness softly vibrates

The city, slowly it seems a salon,

Now, virgin girls in sleep move on.

George Bacovia, Noapte

translated from Romanian by Marcel Rus

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Scenery

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White trees, black tress

Are naked in the solitary park;

Mourning scenery, dark…

White trees, black trees.

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Regrets crying in the park… 

 

With white feathers, black feathers

A bird tweets sourly in the dark

And flies through the secular park…

With white feathers, black feathers.

 

Ghosts appear in the park…

 

And white leaves, black leaves;

White trees, black trees;

And white feathers, black feathers,

Mourning scenery, dark…

 

It’s snowing slowly in the park… 

George Bacovia, Decor

translated from Romanian by Marcel Rus

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