ELENA PEAN

(ROMNIA)

ELENA PEAN

THE SEA IN A GREY DAY

MAREA NTR-O ZI GRI

The sea waves like the digital vibrations of songs;

At the end the champagne waves break on the brim

Valurile mrii ca vibraiile digitale a

La sfrit se sparg valurile ampani

What do these vibrations sing about?

Oare ce-or cnta vibraiile acestea?

The ray of light coming from the grey clouds like the gramaphone
needle

Raza soarelui dintre norii gri ca acu

The song is beyond mortal ears;

What we hear is only the champagne watered in the cups of earth,
Only the end of the show,
We are the end,
The sixth day of creation,
Now from the sky pours down the musical notes whose sounds
We will never hear.

Melodia este dincolo de urechiile m

Ce auzim noi e doar ampania strop
Doar finalul petrecerii,
Noi suntem finalul,
A sasea zi de creaie,

Acum picur din cer notele muzical

Nu-l putem auzi.