Not a star is poor
As long as it is seen
Not a nation being needy
To have your own house
Your own speech from the depth
An own memory –
This is a Homeland.
Hey, what are you doing up there?
The shoe of fear broke the sky
The good, black Earth ( Soil )
Slips led by the streams.
Thank your mothers!
As long remain
The mothers down on the Earth
No country is poor.
Grigore Vieru (1935 - 2009) Moldova
Translated by Irina Strechii
Source: Traduceri in Engleză din Grigore Vieru, by Irina Strechii, Language and context. International Journal of Linguistics, Semiotics and Literary Science, Issue 1, 2011
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