! all of these - verses - are to you devoted
written at the age you have now
when I was like the Angel
and Death was touching me
like a light self-begotten of the body:
take better care of your Flesh
for only that is for your Soul maintenance
(then perishes leaving no trace!)
and the deity looks upon it
with blushy eyes - a thousand:
it is as full of weep as just one Being
is filled with everlasting wholesome goodness!
Translator: Vasile Andreica
see more poems written by: Cezar Ivănescu
