Through me, a song

by Grigore Vieru

Oh, death, you are great,
But you are alone.
I have hearth where to love
But you don’t, no you don’t.

It’s sweet on the field
The shadow of skylark,
So green are the trees
Where star shell snails paddle.

So sweet is the woman
Who gave me a child.

A song full of longing
Just passed through my heart.
I have a country to die in,
You do not, you do not.

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