Evening Star [Luceafărul]
There was, as in the fairy-tales,
Back in the distant time,
Of royal blood, which still prevails,
A girl sweet and sublime.
The only child, with no constraints,
And fair and full of charms,
Shining like Mary among saints
And moon among the stars.
She glides through the majestic halls
As if she slowly skates,
Goes to the window where befalls
That Evening Star awaits.
Above the sea he always stays
For rises and shines bright,
Along the moving water ways
Guides all the ships at night.
And seeing him, wish burns her cheeks,
She's thrilled from head to toe;
He watches her for many weeks,
And love begins to grow.
While musing happy at her goal
And resting on her arm,
Deep in her heart and in her soul
She's longing for his charm.
How bright he then begins to burn
Night after night, with grace,
Above the palace black and stern,
Where she will show her face.
* * *
Then follows her; she's not upset,
For he dispels the gloom,
From chilly rays weaving a net
Of flames inside the room.
And when she needs a little rest
And on the bed she lies,
Touches her hands placed on her chest
And closes her sweet eyes.
And from the mirror – antique piece,
Light spreads throughout the place,
On her big eyes, which sleep in peace,
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poem by Mihai Eminescu, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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