De mâine... - Giulia Farcaș

STARTING TOMORROW... (Diana Sava Daranuța)

Looks like it rained in my cup
From four seasons and from the heavens...
From tomorrow I'm also giving up coffee,
That I don't fit in it: both rains and frosts...

It seems that the strings have also broken,
They numbed the violins in the soul...
From tomorrow I start singing again,
To put down the notes of tears...

I seem to have wounds and scars,
And a betrayed, bleeding heart...
From tomorrow I'm putting bandages and glue on him
To teach the soul not to cry...

It seems that the mirror has forgotten me,
The deleted look doesn't recognize me...
From tomorrow I get ready and get dressed,
And they will shine like on Easter day...

I seem to have forgotten the calendar,
From the days with red, expected...
From tomorrow I will buy myself flowers, I will make a gift,
May all sorrows break!

It seems I have crucified myself too much
And I filled the corners with my…
From tomorrow I will hit the ground,
But today I'm still flying through the clouds, dreaming of...TOMORROW!!!

Piano: prof. Adrian Bordeianu
Editare: Salomea Strava