• Язык:
    Молдавский (Молдовеняскэ)
  • Горизонт – Кишинёв, 1987. - N 12

Мэ порт корект ку вяца чя де астэзь…

Я вежлив с жизнью современною...

Мэ порт корект ку вяца чя де астэзь,
Дар ынтре ной екзистэ бариере:
Тот че-о амузэ пе труфаша аста
Е пентру мине драгэ мынгыере.

Избында, слава, ероизмул — фаде
Кувинте че-с пердуте де-о вечие,
Ымь сунэ'н суфлет — паркэ-ун клопот бате.
Де паркэ Донул глэсуе'н пустие.

Де кынд о штии неврутэ, некематэ
Веня'мпэкаря'н уаса мя умилэ,
Яр еу журам к'о сэ девин сэжятэ
Лансатэ де Нимрод сау де Ахиле.

Ар ну, еу ну-с ероул антик, тражик,
Сынт сек, ироник, стэпынеск еланул
Ши мэ ынчуд ка идолул металик
Принтре фражиле, фине порцеланурь.

Ел цине минте капетеле креце
Ын фаца луй ын ынкинэрь плекате,
А преоцилор ругэчунь мэреце,
Фуртуниле'н пэдурь кутремурате.

Май веде ел рызынд ку ынтристаре
Ун скрынчоб че де вякурь ну се мишкэ
Ши-о доамнэ'н ел, ку пепт фрумос ши маре
Ши ун пэстор че-й кынтэ ей дин тришэ.

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