marți, 30 august 2011

sfârşit de vară

Streams of salty tears are welling,
Floods are rushing ever forth.

Storm and waters overwhelm me,
And this sorrow-laden sea
Would my life and spirit weaken,
Mast and anchor are near broken,
Here I sink into the depths,
There peer in the jaws of hell.

- Cantata de Bach, aria a 5-a -