Din volumul Omul din cutia neagra -2007
eu si cu moartea iubita mea fidela
flirtam de-o viata
îi tot trimit scrisori ajunse la pubela
nu-mi râde niciodata-n fata
doar le înjunghie
pe cele ce mi-s drage
colectioneaza oase-n sarcofage .....
The thistledown's flying, though the winds are all still,
On the green grass now lying, now mounting the hill,
The spring from the fountain now boils like a pot;
Through stones past the counting it bubbles red-hot.
The ground parched and cracked is .....
Now the courtroom is quiet, but who will confess.
Is it true you betrayed us? The answer is Yes.
Then read me the list of the crimes that are mine,
I will ask for the mercy that you love to decline.
And all the ladies go moist, and the judge has no choice,
.....
Behold the blossom-bosomed Day again,
With all the star-white Hours in her train,
Laughs out of pearl-lights through a golden ray,
That, leaning on the woodland wildness, blends
A sprinkled amber with the showers that lay
Their oblong emeralds on the leafy .....
Gradinile-Amagirii te-asteapta-acolo unde
Apusa tinerete s-a ofilit de dor,
Si apa ce-atipeste, în luciu-i rânjitor,
Visarile-ti oglinda si-ncheaga-ale ei unde.
Si când ursuza luna în tulburi nori s-ascunde
Si mut, vazduhul vested tresalta-n lung .....
Nimic nu o-mblânzeste, nimic nu o-ncovoaie,
Ani are peste suta si multe-a patimit:
Tot neamu-i, sotul, fiii, de sabie-au pierit,
Dar n-a putut durerea s-o frânga, nici s-o-nmoaie.
Si fara preget lupta, împila si jupoaie;
Ea taie-n carne vie si .....