DOINA
Based on a Poem by Mihai EMINESCU
From Tisa to the Nistru's tide
All Romania's people cried
That they could no longer stir
For the rabbled foreigner.
From Hotin down to the sea
Rides the Muscal cavalry;
From the sea back to Hotin
Nothing but their host is seen;
While from Dorna to Boian
Seems the plague has spread its ban;
Leaving on our land a scar
That you scarcely know it more.
Up the mountains down the dale,
Have our foes flung far their trail.
From Sacele to Satmar
Only foreign lords there are;
While Roumanians one and all
Like the crab must backwards crawl.
And reversed is everything:
Spring for them is no more spring,
Summer is no longer summer,
They, at home, the foreign comer.
From Turnu up to Dorohoi
Does the alien horde deploy
And our fertile fields enjoy.
With their rumbling trains they come
Making all our voices dumb,
And our birds so much affray
That in haste they fly away.
Nothing now but withered thorn
Does the Christian's hearth adorn.
And the smiling earth they smother;
Forest-good Romanian brother -
You too bend before their tide,
And the very springs they've dried.
Sad is this our countryside.
Who has sent them to these parts,
May the dogs eat out their hearts;
May the night their homes efface,
And with them this shameless race.
Stephen, mighty emperor,
You in Putna reign no more.
While his holy Prelacy
Guards alone the monastery,
Where the priests in fervent prayer
Of the saints take pious care.
Let them toll the bells away,
All the night and all the day,
And the gracious Lord invoke
That he come and save your folk !
Stephen rise up from the ground,
And your battle trumpet sound
All Moldavia gathered round.
Blow your trumpet just one blare,
All Moldavia will be there;
Let your trumpet blazed two
That the forests follow you;
Let your trumpet blazed three,
That our foes demolished be
From the mountains to the sea,
That the crows may hear their knell
And the gallows-tree as well.
Superb! Multam wintermood ...
calinapetroaie 3 weeks ago
Magnifique!
leisititine1 3 weeks ago
Dear wintermood, yesterday - in front of Your so many inspiring aquarels - with deep reflectations - one forgets time elapsing, disappear whirling thoughts becoming pale - and wonderful words are echoing as universe music tacts... You give us so a way to feel intense Good through infinite Beauty as overwhelming peacefulness and Hope! Thank You !!!
arenadri7 6 months ago
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Kharmeana 6 months ago
Forte frumos! Piękne! I love Romania!
bluemalgosia 6 months ago
Es el corazon de mi pais , gracias mi amigo que me lo recordaste, algo asi no debe ser olvidado !!!
SolMarcello 7 months ago
Bonjour
merci de ce merveilleux partage,
je te souhaite un bon dimanche,
amicalement Patrick.
pattachou1 7 months ago
It is so great to see you again after such a long time..and this is again a master piece..thanks K.
lihiong 7 months ago
Obviously, the cry ‘He who fawns on foreigners, may the dogs eat out his hearts!’ does not sound well in the ears of the back-stabbers of the nowadays political ‘elite’. This cry sounds like a thunder. It is the voice of a people that will NOT be silenced.
CountessDrakula 7 months ago
The Poem DOINA written by MIHAI EMINESCU, was published on July1, 1883. Mihai Eminescu was a poet, gifted with an outstanding sensibility, a genial Poet and an ardent Patriot as well. He was and still he is a troublesome person for the political regimes that have succeeded since he died (1889). Why? Because of his patriotism, his unselfishness, his virulence against the enemies of Romanian People. He criticized the corrupt politicians, the traitors, the incompetent ones.
CountessDrakula 7 months ago