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De cremene

from Septentrion by Bucovina

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Stâncă sunt, o stâncă ce arde,
Jar nestins, ferecat,
Văpaie-mpietrită, esenţă de flăcări,
Luceafăr adânc îngropat.
Puţini vor cunoaşte povestea din piatră
Ce-o spun pâraie ce curg
Şi-amnarul ce-aprinde iasca uscată,
Născând un foc viu în amurg.

De ani fără număr pe umeri ţin codrii
Iar tălpile mele-n străfund odihnesc,
Ploaia mă spală, mă mângâie norii,
Văd regi pierind şi alţii cum cresc.
De-o seamă-s cu timpul, sunt cremene
De cremene, nestrămutat,
Nici moartea nu-mi ştie’ncă numele
De cremene, neîndurat.

Anii or trece, eu voi îndura,
Din munte şi timp sunt făcut,
Sub soare-arzător, sub gheaţa cea rece,
În vântul ce zboară pierdut.
Nimic nu mă schimbă-nafar’ de uitare
Când paşii spre munte s-opresc,
Dar singur rămas în a mea nemurire
‘nainte prin veacuri privesc.

English translation:

Flint

Crag I am, a crag ever blazing,
Smouldering embers shut in,
Deep stone-carven flare, fire’s own marrow,
The Morning star buried within.
But few will be privy to tales stone brought hither
That streams in runnels might weave
That flint sparks all over shrivelling tinder
To spring forth quick flame in the eve.

My woods on my shoulders for aeons and ages
My stern heel impaling the deeps for repose,
Rain is my bathing, the welkin assuages,
I wot kings rise or wane as they rose.
As old as time, I am born of flint
Begotten flint, not to be keeled
To name me, death’s eye cannot catch a glint
Begotten flint, not one to yield.

Seasons will fly by, my stone will abide,
Of mountain and time I am twined,
In Sun’s scorching glow, in ice’s cold clutches
In grim blasts yon stray gales unwind.
Unvaried as long as in memory’s stronghold,
As footsteps mark mountain-bound ways,
Abandoned, though, still I, undyingly graven,
Ahead cross the aeons will gaze.

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from Septentrion, released December 8, 2018

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