Unde Sunt Zapezile (Where Are The Snows)

Fiecare celebru pare sa fi plecat
Nimeni nu le aminteste în viitor
Faima este ca pulberea pamântului
Omul traieste cu ambele picioare în mormânt
O spune-mi, dragi prieteni - adevarul
Unde sunt zapezile de odinioara?

Fapte bune si dragoste neimpartasita merge
Toate frumusete piere sub soare
Lucrari in timpul lui pasaj omului se naruie
Nu a mai ramas din domenii fructuoase nimic
Verde verde a dat cale de a deserturi
Unde sunt zapezile de odinioara?

Muntii sunt purtate în functie de timp
Crearea ia cursul firesc
Tot ceea ce traieste este obligata sa moara
Si astfel lumea este la o data reînnoita
Începe peste tot din nou, ca întotdeauna
Unde sunt zapezile de odinioara?

Când ma întrebi pe mine daca ceva dureaza
Ar fi durerile si deplânge noastre
Cei dragi noastre pierdut veni cu ei
Tot ce ramâne este fericirea trecatoare
Nu întreba daca nu profite de ea acum
Unde sunt zapezile de odinioara?

Ma uit la ce iarna aduce cu ea
Frumos alb împodobeste tara
Si rece neobosit este roabei sale
Apoi am întreb din nou în cazul în care este zapada?
Din pacate, ei nu mai este cu noi zapada
Unde sunt zapezile de odinioara?

Întrebarea raspunsul dat
Uita-te la tot ce zapada din fata ta
Nu va dura dincolo de un timp câteva zile
În cazul în care zapada meu, ai plecat acum?
Astfel, refrenul cântecului meu auzi:
Unde sunt zapezile de odinioara?


Every one famous seems to be gone
No one recollects them in the future
Fame is like the dust of the earth
Man lives with both feet in the grave
O tell me, dear friends - the truth
Where are the snows of yesteryear?

Good deeds and love go unrequited
All beauty perishes under the sun
In time's passage man's works crumble
There is nothing left of fruitful fields
Verdant green gave way to deserts
Where are the snows of yesteryear?

Mountains are worn down by time
Creation takes its natural course
Everything that lives is bound to die
And so the world is at once renewed
It begins all over again as always
Where are the snows of yesteryear?

When you ask me if anything lasts
It would be our sorrows and laments
Our lost loved ones come with them
All that remains is fleeting happiness
Do not ask if you don't seize it now
Where are the snows of yesteryear?

I look at what winter brings with it
Beautiful white adorns the land
And relentless cold is its handmaiden
Then I ask again where is the snow?
Alas, its the snow no longer with us
Where are the snows of yesteryear?

The question asked the answer given
Look at all that snow in front of you
It will not last beyond a few days time
Where my snow, have you gone now?
Thus the refrain of my song you hear:
Where are the snows of yesteryear?
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Posted: Feb 2015
About this poem:
Francois Villon wrote a famous ballad in the Middle Ages with the famous interrogative question about the passing order of things.

I have composed a ballad that invokes it though its more about the snow which we only get to enjoy for the short time its here.

And in life, our happiness is fleeting like the snow.

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fugitive432
The poetry displayed through your profile is all so serene. I fear leaving these words in the folds of these peaceful electric pages. Sorry I don't understand the German, but I find the rest to be all quite flawless. wine
fugitive432
(oh - and neither the Latin.... oops!) blushing
Jokerman73
Rumenu????
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