George Bacovia

[Apoi_Viitor]

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I must drink, to forget what nobody knows
Hidden in the deep cellar, without saying a word
Alone to smoke there unknown by anyone
Otherwise, it's hard on earth ...

On the street life shouts, and death,
And may the poets weep over their vain poem ...
I know ...
But the terrible hunger is no joke, no dream -
Lead, and storm, waste,
Finis ...
Contemporary history ...
It's time ... all my nerves want you ...
O, come at once, magnificent future.


I must leave, to forget what nobody knows
Upset by bourgeois crimes, without saying a word
Alone to lose myself in the world unknown by anyone
Otherwise, it's hard on earth ...

[Apoi_Viitor]

So, darling, I've come once again ...
Though can hardly, today, get about -
Open the piano and play me
A song of the dead.

And if I collapse on the carpets
In the drawing-room silent and gloom, -
You keep on playing, my darling,
Slowly, in monotone.