Meeting again [Revedere]
Through the small window of the carriage
The village glimmers far away,
The engine whistles and I startle...
My heart beats faster and I sway.
I see the gate and the old tower...
A house... another... topped by snow!
The station...people... my whole household
Waiting for me to say hello...
It's been a long time since we parted,
We have much fun and laugh a lot!
Only my bashful youngest brother
Is puzzled for he knows me not...
And in his eyes so big and charming
I see a thought is passing by...
As if he wants to ask in private:
“Hey, mom, who is this ugly guy?...”
poem by Ştefan Octavian Iosif, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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