Traim un prezent pur?
A trai inseamna timp?
Timpul este tot ceea ce nu intelegem noi?
Timpul este insusi Dumnezeu?
Inima mea bate in timp?
Sunetele, mirosurile,
pipaitul, gustul, vederea,
sunt chipuri ale timpului?
Timpul este legat de cuvinte?
Gandurile sunt timp?
A fi, inseamna timp?
- Nichita Stanescu, 'Intrebari' / 'Questions' (fragment) -
Are we living a pure present?
To live means time?
Is time everything we do not understand?
Is time God Himself?
Does my heart beat in time?
The sounds, the smells,
the touch, the taste, the eyesight
are they faces of time?
Is time connected to words?
Are the thoughts time?
To be, means time?
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| Intr-o dimineata insorita One sunny morning |
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