George Bacovia
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Autumn Waltz
At windows, autumn plays a funeral march
In monotone, a waltz of mourning ... - Come,
Let's waltz, my darling, through the drawing-room
To the tune of autumn's mortuary dirge.
1881-1957
George Bacovia (1881-1957)
Vals de Toamna
La geamuri, toamna canta funerar
Un vals indoliat, si monoton ...
- Hai, sa valsam, iubito, prin salon,
Dupa al toamnei bocet mortuar.
Auzi, cum muzica rasuna clar
In parcul falnic, antic, si solemn, -
Din instrumente jalnice, de lemn,
La geamuri, toamna canta funerar.
Listen, as the music clearly sounds
Across the stately, antique, solemn park, -
From sorrow-laden wooden instruments
At windows, autumn plays a funeral march.
Now as the waltz sighs, softly whispering,
O let me clasp you to me now ... - And come,
Let's waltz, my darling, shrieking as we turn
To the tune of autumn's mortuary dirge.
Acum, suspina valsul, si mai rar,
O, lasa-ma acum sa te cuprind ...
- Hai, sa valsam, iubito, hohotind,
Dupa al toamnei bocet mortuar.