{"id":30156,"date":"2017-05-21T12:24:07","date_gmt":"2017-05-21T12:24:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=30156"},"modified":"2017-05-21T12:31:53","modified_gmt":"2017-05-21T12:31:53","slug":"emilia-tutuianu-poesis-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/05\/21\/emilia-tutuianu-poesis-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Emilia \u021au\u021buianu: poesis"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a><\/p>\n

Tu<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

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Eu m\u0103 pierd \u00een miresme de dor<\/em>
\n\u00eenaripat\u0103 de iubirea ta.<\/em>
\nE\u0219ti scutul meu<\/em>
\n\u00een lupta cu via\u021ba.<\/em><\/p>\n

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E\u0219ti tu, cel a\u0219teptat de ani,<\/em>
\nc\u00e2nd floare fiind<\/em>
\nalergam descul\u021b\u0103<\/em>
\nprin lanul de maci<\/em>
\nstrig\u00e2ndu-te.<\/em><\/p>\n

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E\u0219ti cel care m\u0103 duce-n zbor<\/em>
\nspre ceea ce eu mi-am dorit s\u0103 fie.<\/em>
\nO clip\u0103 incandescent\u0103<\/em>
\nce va r\u0103m\u00e2ne \u00een ve\u0219nicie\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

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You<\/strong><\/p>\n

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I lose myself in scents of loggings
\nwinged by your love.
\nYou are my shield
\nin the struggle with life.<\/p>\n

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It\u2019s you, the one I was waiting for years,
\nwhen as a flower
\ni used to run barefoot
\nthrough the poppies
\ncalling you.<\/p>\n

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You\u2019re the one who takes me to flight
\ntowards what i wanted to be.
\nAn incandescent moment
\nwhat will remain in eternity.<\/p>\n

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De ce?<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Uneori \u00eentreb anotimpurile<\/em>
\nunde mi-au ascuns dorurile?<\/em>
\nDe ce verdele \u00ee\u0219i schimb\u0103 culoarea,<\/em>
\nde ce frunzele toamnei<\/em>
\nnu mai sunt poleite<\/em>
\ncu foi\u021be de aur?<\/em><\/p>\n

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Fulgii de nea<\/em>
\nau devenit gri<\/em>
\niar ploaia a devenit \u0219uvoi<\/em>
\nde lacrimi \u0219i neputin\u021be.<\/em><\/p>\n

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De ce ne-am schimbat?<\/em>
\nDoar celestul \u0219tie ce ne a\u0219teapt\u0103\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

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Why<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Sometimes I ask the seasons
\nwhere they hid my hopes?
\nWhy green changes its colour,
\nwhy autumn leaves
\nare no longer gilded
\nwith gold foil?<\/p>\n

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The snowflakes
\nbecame grey
\nand the rain a stream
\nof tears and helplessness.<\/p>\n

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Why have we changed?
\nOnly the celestial knows what awaits us\u2026<\/p>\n

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Am r\u0103mas aceea\u0219i\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Te-ai \u00eentrebat vreodat\u0103<\/em>
\ncum sunt cu adev\u0103rat?<\/em>
\nCe-\u021bi spune sufletul meu<\/em>
\nomule?<\/em>
\nAm r\u0103mas eu,<\/em>
\naceea\u0219i<\/em>
\nleg\u0103nat\u0103 de buna m\u0103icu\u021b\u0103<\/em>
\nprintr-un psalm\u2026<\/em><\/p>\n

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Cuv\u00e2ntul m-a \u00eembr\u0103cat,<\/em>
\ncredin\u021ba mi-a fost reaz\u0103m,<\/em>
\niubirea mi-a fost cas\u0103,<\/em>
\nbun\u0103tatea , darul meu,<\/em>
\npentru voi.<\/em>
\nLumea mea<\/em>
\neste \u0219i lumea voastr\u0103.<\/em>
\nDifer\u0103 doar percep\u021bia ta<\/em>
\nomule,<\/em>
\npierdut \u00een alt\u0103 galaxie\u2026.<\/em><\/p>\n

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I remained the same \u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Have you ever wondered
\nhow really am i?
\nWhat does my soul tell you
\nman?
\nI did not change
\nI am the same
\nCradled by the good nun
\nThrough a psalm \u2026<\/p>\n

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The word dressed me,
\nmy belief was true,
\nmy love was home,
\nmy goodness, my gift,
\nfor you.
\nMy world
\nit\u2019s your world too.
\nOnly your perception differs
\nman,
\nlost in another galaxy<\/p>\n

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—————————————–<\/p>\n

Emilia \u021au\u021buianu<\/strong><\/p>\n

Traducere: \u00a0Dianu Sfrijan<\/p>\n

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(Din vol: Bob de dor cu amintiri \/ Longing memories<\/strong><\/em>, autor Emilia \u021au\u021buianu – traducere\u00a0Dianu Sfrijan )<\/p>\n

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