Snow, it's not your time to go, please stay! !
It's winter, yet I feel first signs of spring
seen the snow melting, heard the birds sing
so happy were spreading their wings!
I smiled; but deep
Inside my heart
Comes bleeding one more crack;
My heart is breaking as I know
there is not long to go
for us to fly on ski no more
nor skate nor even watch
the dancing falling snow!
Soon in no more than a few years
we will have raining the whole winter
I so much fear
The drops of rain?
Tears and only a tear flake!
of our most sorowful pain!
It seem we do not want to understand
And never stop to make, stock or gain
Imported food, tobacco, rare drinks
cute cup, gush, so pink! A table plate,
look, all comes really cheap! ?
Then the big staff, expensive ones
the latest car, new game, blue ray
whole range of digi smart, new new house
new roads or railroad cutting the mountains
companies factories eating clean air,
I could continue till tomorrow but you may
stop me and say: -
tomorrow always comes
you'll never go away!
Right! And so the the global warming
forever it will stay
if we continue to play their games.
Whose game? How could I know, lol
No one would say..
But doesn't matter anyway
let's only stop the playing.
And try to save, starting with
being careful for what I pay.
I'll raise my water cup
For me, for Us,
for better than the worse,
Let's rise!
Noroc!
Noroc! - in romanian tongue it means cheers and good luck!
poem by Elena Sandu
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