! when I was much younger and my body pure,
dreams of you, one night, my flower, I dreamt demure,
you were blooming without sin,
in an alder true and green
when I was much younger and my body pure
you were blooming without sin,
in an alder true and green
when I was much younger and my body pure !
! never knew you were a woman, I a man,
by your side, so timidly, my sleep began,
while I slept I had a dream,
and your dream bloomed tears a stream
when I was much younger and my body pure
while I slept I had a dream,
while you dreamt you wept a stream
when I was much younger and my body pure!
! it is lost, that night, forever from now on,
only our flesh relives its sweet perfume,
fruit on trees, today so fresh,
have the savour of your flesh
and they fall (tomorrow) rotten on the lawn
fruit on trees, today so fresh,
have the savour of your flesh
and they fall (tomorrow) rotten on the lawn!
! Holy Lord cause him a simple man to be
him who lured and cheated us under the tree
and the tree when blooming strong
cause its flesh to fall along
like my hand will fall after this song
and the tree when blooming strong
cause its flesh to fall along
like my hand will fall after this song!
(din volumul Testament - 400 de ani de poezie românească - 400 Years of Romanian Poetry - Daniel Ioniță asistat de Daniel Reynaud, Adriana Paul și Eva Foster - Editura Minerva 2019)
Translator: Daniel Ionita
see more poems written by: Cezar Ivănescu
