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NOBODY'S GRANDPARENTS BUNICII NIM NUI
Their weeping hazel eyes Se strânge cerul întristat
Reflect a shrinking saddened sky În ochii l crimând c prui
Through their toothless emaciated guise Î i zâmbesc tirb i desc rnat
Nobody's grand parents cry Ei to i : bunicii nim nui
You'd want to paint Cum calc -ncet i târ âit
Their soundless shuffle De în icoane-ai vrea s -i pui
Into the icon of a saint Se sting s ard mistuit
On their lake, there is no ruffle Ei to i, bunici ai nim nui
They whisper softly Au glasul slab i-abia optit
With their thoughts astray Gândul aiurea i hai-hui
And time sifts slowly Iar timpu-i cerne prea gr bit
Nobody's grandparents feet of clay Pe ei, bunicii nim nui
They're sickly and they remeek Cu boli i temeri i nevoi
If they forget a lot, time fools them Cam uit des i vreme nu-i
They trip and stumble, dragging their feet Se poticnesc i sunt greoi
Nobody's grandparents fumble through it Ei to i bunici ai nim nui
On their lap, they shyly squeeze Strivesc în poal ru ina i
Two bits in an old cloth O cârp veche cu doi bani
In their eyes, there is no worth R mân de doruri atârna i
Nobody's grand parents make you ill at ease Ai nim nui bunici s rmani
Their cracked palms yearn i mâinile cr pate ard
To pat a baby'shead De dor de cre tet de copil
Dust to dust in an urn Colbul se-a terne ca un fard
And the memory of the dead Pe anii lor, uscat, servil
They feel they are not useful to us Se-mpiedic mereu de noi
And in their bitter mood i-n gustul zilei am rui
They look beyond the glass Vorbesc de via a de apoi
Nobody's grand parents are ever understood C ci sunt bunici ai nim nui
God, take them in your care Ai grij , doamne de ei to i
And keep them close i-n drepta ta s -i por i, s -i pui
They have no sons or daughters here Ei nu mai au copii, nepo i
Nobody's grand parents had their share of blows Sunt doar bunicii nim nui
@Camelia Florescu – România @Camelia Florescu – România
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