BUZE CANTAND…

Un semn astept

in taina intunericului…

Parca le simt :

misterele vietii

venind inspre mine

cu traduceri despre simboluri

neintelese de naiva mea inima,

un cadou de mult visat,

asteptat, implorat,

si cautat printre atatea rituale,

printre atatea lacrimi

de copil, de femeie…

Desi asa departe

farmecele iubirii

inca-mi zambesc si-acum

cand eu atat de friguroasa

ma rog pentru caldura

aici in linistea mea tulbura

buzele-mi canta pentru ca

mai am credinta

mai am speranta…

19 Ianuarie, 2004, SUA

LIPS SINGING…

I’m waiting for a sign

within the mystery of darkness…

It is as if I feel them:

the mysteries of life

approaching me

with translations of symbols

not understood by my naive heart

a gift long desired,

waited and begged for,

and searched for among all the rituals,

between so many tears of a child, a woman…

Even though they are so far away,

enchantments of love

are still smiling towards me

now, when I am shivering,

praying for warmth

here in my tormented silence

my lips sing because

I still believe,

I still have hope…

January 19, 2004, USA