Glossă [English translation]

Times are gone , times are comin'1

All are old and to us all

What is bad and what is good

You ask yourself and think it over

Don't hope and don't have no fear

What wave it, like the wave is to be gone

If it urges you, if it calls you ...

You stay cold in front of all

Lots are gone towards

In the hear of us lots are to be heard

Who's to remember them all...,

And would stay to listen them!?

You , put yourself aside

Refinding yourself

When in deluded noises

Time is passing , time is coming ...

Nor' inclined her patois

The cold crossroads of the thought

Towards the moment that is changing

For the mask of happiness

That from the death of her is born

And a moment it lasts maybe

For the one that knows it

All are old and new is all

Watcher like a theather scene

You in the world to see yourself

One to play ..

However you are to see the face of her

And if is cryin', if is fightin

You in a corner" , think it in your thought

And understand from their art

What bad it is and what good it is

The future and the past

They're the sheet two faces

Sees at the end the beginning

Who knows to "read them well"

All that was and it is to be

In the present we have them all

But of their baity

You're to be asked and to think of

'cause to the same means

Are plaged all that is

And for thousands of years

The world happy and sad it is

Other masks , the same scene

Other patoises , the same gama

Deluded so often

You don't hope and have no fear

Don't hope when you see cowards

At the victory makin' bridge

Them deluded are to surpass you

If you'd be with luck in forehead wtitten

Fear none, tehy'd look again

Between themselves are to be gone

You don't be no friend to them

What a wave it is , like a wave is to be gone

Like a song of siren

The world spreads real hooks

To change the actors in the scene

They lure you into "storms "

You past them conduit yourself

Don't even stray your attention

From your outside path

If they are to urge you, if they are to call you out

If touched by them you are, you to move aside

If they gossip, you to not speak

What is more for you aside your advices

If you know their measure

Them all to say what they want

Past in world whoever

You to not care of none

You stay to all cold

You stay cold to all

If it ureges you, if it calls you out

What a wave it is, like a wave is gone

Don't you hope and have no fear

Ask yourself , and think it over

What bad it is and what good it is

All are old and all is new

Time is passing , time is coming ...

1. Poetry Written By the Romanian Poet Mihai Eminescu https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mihai_Eminescu and interpretated By Cedry2K