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LONGING

Written by: Mihai Eminescu | Biography
Come to the forest spring where wavelets 
Trembling o'er the pebbles glide 
And the drooping willow branches 
Its secluded threshold hide. 

Eagerly your arms outstreching, 
Hurry dear to my embrace, 
That the breeze your hair will gather 
And uplift it from your face. 

On my knees you will be seated 
Just we two alone, alone 
While upon your curls disordered 
Are the lime-tree's blossoms strown. 

Forehead pale and tresses golden 
On my shoulder you incline, 
And your lip's delicious plunder 
Raise up willingly to mine. 

We will dream a dream of fairies 
Rocked by secret lullaby, 
Which the lovely spring is chanting 
And the winds that wander by. 

Midst that harmony thus sleeping 
Woodland tales our thoughts enthrall, 
And upon our bodies softly 
Do the lime-trees petal fall. 

English version by Corneliu M. Popescu
Transcribed by Octavian Rachieru
School No. 10, Focsani, Romania



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