Poezii
Romanian Voice
Nicolae Sirius
On the banks of eventide

I was walking along the banks of the evening
Many girls were coming and giggling
Followed by boys prancing and roaring
And the laughter and sadness of venerable men.

The grocer was also passing on his way
Home. Caressing beautiful women
Concealed in his thought.

The cherry tree was dreaming and screeching
And laughing and striving
On the banks of the evening.

A distant echo
In the wave of the greens
Was lapping against evening's
Serrated and silent banks.

But I forgot to tell you this:
Long ago, on the banks of the vespers,
I knew not myself -
And many girls were coming and giggling
Followed by boys prancing and roaring
And the laughter and sadness of venerable men.


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