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Poarta-a vintului incet deschide, aspru suier 'ncet purcede |
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Iarna incuiata, codru inverzit. |
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Alb si negru sa-mpleteste, timpu tainic daspleteste |
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Picatura pica, piatra sa daspica, |
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Hora sa-nvirteste, apa daspleteste, ghiata inchegata, |
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Da vechi timp purtata, din miaz munte da piatra; |
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Samn ca timpu sa porneste. |
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Dalasine. |
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Si p' ales fagas. |
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La-ndasitu codrilor, in glasu vinturilor, |
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Si-n umbra pietrii, chip sfrintat, 'n munte, 'n 'nalt |
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Ceahlau Ce din gheata inghetata, lua forma ce-i fu data. |
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Vesnic! Chiparus... prin para si foc, vijelios... joc; |
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Ca prin foc sa arza, dincolo sa treaca, prin jar si cenusa |
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Sus pe calea cea apusa, ce-a alesului fagas. |
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Frati blajini, rohmani! |
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Din aievea fiind, da dupa apa |
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Simbetii, |
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Dupa brazda lu |
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Novac, Din scorbu pamintului, al din naltu muntelui, |
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Muntelui caruntului, s-al bradului, |
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Bradului, viteazului. |
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La virfsori da munte, la bradui marunti, la stina batrina, |
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Unde iarba creste, da-n patru sa-mpleteste, |
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Cerbu runcului, fiara cimpului, s-a pamintului, agale-n plai coboara... |
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Toti copaci in calea sa, crengile-s pleca |
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Coarnele-i margaritare s-impunzatoare |
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Laganat purtat, spre al tainic loc, fagas. |
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Cum urzica sa nunteste, sa-nunteste s-nfloreste, |
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Din intins cuprins da lume, scaun da lege sa aduna |
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Vorba sa o spuna, raspicat si pentru tati. |
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Legea bitii si cea fricii. |
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Drept! Pieptu ursului brazdat, |
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Da Focu Viu, da dupa |
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Strimba Oilor |
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In mijlocu poienilor, si-n mijlocu padurilor, |
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Flacara-i rasfringe, si din foc si singe |
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Mugur verde da brad, imbucat, insingerat... s-ntrupat... dascatusat. |
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D-aci, incotro... dincolo... |
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Fagas! [English translation:] |
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Open gates of wind, a whistle slowly crawling in |
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Locked winter, greened forests. |
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Black and white are blending secretly untwining time |
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The drop falls, splitting the rock, |
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The round dance starts to circle untwining waters; the strong ice |
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Which has long traveled, from the rocky mountain's heart; |
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A sign: the beginning of time. |
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By itself. |
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On the chosen path. |
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At the forest's heart, in the wind's whispering, |
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In the rock's shadow... a sculptured face on the heights of |
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Ceahlau Mountain |
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Which, from icy ice, took the shape it had been given. |
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Forever! Pepper... through flames and fire, stormy... game; |
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Burned in fire, through embers and ashes, crossing beyond |
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Upwards on a faded path - that of the chosen path. |
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Kind-hearted brothers, rohmani! |
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Coming from the real, from beyond |
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Apa Simbetii, |
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Beyond Novac's furrow, |
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From the heart of the earth, in the mountains high, |
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The grayish mountains, and of the fir tree, |
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Fir tree... the brave! |
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In the mountains high, through the small firs, at the old sheepfold |
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Where the grass grows, interweaving four by four, |
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Stag of the defrosted realm, beast of the fields and of the earth, slowly descending... |
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The trees in his way they all bend their branches |
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His goading antlers like pearls |
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Swinging gait... towards the secret place - the path. |
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Stinging nettle sprouting, and blooming, |
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From the vastness of the world a law is taking shape |
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To utter the word, bluntly, and for all. |
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Law of the club and of the fear. |
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True! Furrowed bear chest, |
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By the Living |
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Fire, from beyond |
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Strimba Oilor |
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At the heart of the clearings, at the heart of the woods, |
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Its flame throws back, and from fire and blood |
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Green fir's bud, gobbled up, stained with blood... embodied... unchained. |
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From here, to where... beyond... |
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The path! |
