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Strainule ce bati la poarta de unde vii si cine esti?



Strainule de lumea noastra, raspunde-ne de unde vii,



Prin care lumi traisi cosmarul nepovestitelor povesti



Si-n care stea gasisi culoarea decoloratei nebunii?



"De unde vin? De unde pot veni, cind ochii-mi



plini de regrete si tristeti par 2 candele-aprinse



in cripta mortilor poeti?"



Priviti sint gol, caci calea-mi fuse-atit de lunga



Si-n calea mea-ntilnii pe rind pe toti



Citi vrura sa va vinda podoabe noi ce nu se vind



Pe cei ce vrura sa va-ndrume spre mai bine



Spre-acel indepartat intrezarit



In armoniile eterne dintr-un sfirsit si-un infinit.



"De unde vin? Eu vin din lumea creata dincolo de zare



Din lumea-n care n-a fost nimeni din voi"



Deschideti poarta dar, veniti in jurul meu degraba



Porniti cu mine-mpreuna spre lumea-n care nu-s



castele cu punti si santuri feudale



Nici ruginite porti de-arama la care bat cei noi sositi



Veniti cu toti cit mai e vreme si mai puteti cinta!



Veniti, sa V-aprind in suflet lumina stinselor faclii



Si-n versuri fantasmagoria si vraja noilor magii



Iar cinturile voastre cu care azi cersiti o piine



Sa le cunun cu stralucirea aurorelor de miine



Dar poarta a ramas inchisa la glasul artei viitoare!



[English translate: Chant Of `Morrow`s Art]



Oh, stranger, who`s knocking on the portal



Who are you, and where are you from?



Oh, stranger to our world



Answer, where do you come from?



Where have you been living the nightmare



Of these untold stories...?



And in which star have you finally found



The colour of our faded madness?



..."Where I come from? Where could I come from,



when my eyes, full of sadness and regrets,



look like two candles glowing



in the crypt of the dead poets!!!"



Behold, naked I am now, as I`ve trodden a long way



Where I`ve been encountering, one by one, all those,



- who wanted to sell jewels, that cannot be sold...



- who wanted to lead the world towards "better times"



towards that distant horizon...



...within the eternal harmony between end and infinity...



"Where do I come from? I come from the world beyond horizons



from the world, where no one of you has ever been before!!!"



So open up the gates, gather all around me



And we`ll walk together towards the world



Where no castles and bridges exist, nor feudal ditches...



Nor corroded bronze porches, which newcomers knock at



Arrive yet, while time`s not up and you still may chant



Come now, let me set ablaze the xtinguished torches in your soul



Its phantasmagoria and the spell of new magiks,



And those chants, you`re begging today for bread with



I shall put together with the glowing of `morrow`s aurorae...



Though, the gates are still closed to the chant of `future art...



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