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Firewall.*

Once upon a time
There was an iron curtain.
Now there will be a Russian
“Sovereign internet”.
So to speak a state internet
Which is technical nonsense.
 
A firewall is no jail
But a tool to secure
The input data flow.
Billions of rubles to satisfy
The devil in his box.
No firewall against madness.
 

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End Of The World News (Dose Me Up)

You wake up to the sound of alarms
And you're driving your fabulous car
Listening to the music that reminds you
You used to be young, you used to be young
 
And now you're searching for a sign with your name
To define you the king of the game
What will you do when there's nothing left
For you to earn and for you to learn ?
 
So dose me up, once is not enough
I can still see the ground
And from this high rise view, looking down on you
I'm not the one wasting my time
 
And every culture has its own magazine
And information takes the place of your dreams
Finding ways to fill up the silence
But it's all that you need, turn on your TV
 
So dose me up, once is not enough
I can still see the ground
And from this high rise view, looking down on you
I'm not the one wasting my time
This is the end of the world news
This is the end of the world news, sponsored by God
 
So dose me up, once is not enough
I can still see the ground
And from this high rise view, looking down on you
I'm not the one wasting my time
 
So dose me up, once is not enough
I can still see the ground
And from this high rise view, looking down on you
I'm not the one wasting my time
 
So dose me up, once is not enough
I can still see the ground
And from this high rise view, looking down on you
I'm not the one wasting my time
 
So dose me up, once is not enough
I can still see the ground
 

Dintre sute de catarge

Dintre sute de catarge
Care lasă malurile,
Câte oare le vor sparge
Vânturile, valurile?

Dintre pasări călătoare
Ce străbat pământurile,
Câte-o să le-nece oare
Valurile, vânturile?

De-i goni fie norocul,
Fie idealurile,
Te urmează în tot locul
Vânturile, valurile.

Nențeles rămâne gândul
Ce-ți străbate cânturile,
Zboară vecinic, îngânându-l,
Valurile, vânturile.

(1884)

Cruce putrezită

Am crezut neabătut în om cinstit -
am trăit năpăstuit, sărac-lipit.
Am crezut neabătut în om milos -
am trăit sărac-lipit cu capu-n jos.
 
Am crezut neabătut în om deștept -
am trăit nenorocit cu capu-n piept.
Am crezut neabătut în om curat -
am trăit și nebăut, și nemâncat.
 
Am crezut neabătut în om știut -
am trăit și nemâncat, și nebăut.
Am crezut neabătut în soră, frate -
am trăit, un surdomut, cu nu se poate.
 
Am crezut neabătut în zi de azi -
am trăit nepriceput într-un necaz.
Am crezut neabătut în zi de mâine -
am trăit cu împrumut un veac de câine.
 
Am crezut neabătut în zi de-apoi -
am trăit mai mult cu Of decât cu Oi.
Am crezut neabătut și în idee -
am trăit, m-am complăcut și în bordeie.
 
Am crezut. De ce-am crezut ?
Potopul vine
și nici alter ego nu-i cu mine.
Duc-mă-duc, ci nu la plug.
Ah, nu m-aș duce !
Dar și umbra mea de mine fuge.
 
Fug și eu -
de lume fug : afurisită
astă lume, o nelume ca și cum...
Și Eminescu azi -
o cruce putrezită
rămasă la răspântie de drum.
 

A Sailor Returns to the Sea

A sailor stepped off of his boat and onto the shore
He walked through the sand and the seaweed right up to my door
He could see my face through the window
Before I remembered to hide
There was nothing to do, but invite the sailor inside
 
He took off his shoes and sat down at the foot of my bed
I offered him tea, but he wanted my best wine instead
He said 'We've many hours before sunrise
And I've a great notion to dance'
I had nothing to lose, so I offered the sailor my hands
 
A robin flies south for the winter
As sure as leaves fall from the trees
Now and again he may linger
But a sailor returns to the sea
A sailor returns to the sea
 
He stayed till the dawn came to summon him back to his boat
And I knew he was eager to sail, so I let him go
For I'd seen the fire in his blue eyes
When he spoke of the water and wind
And I knew in my bones, I would dance with the sailor again
 
A robin flies south for the winter
As sure as leaves fall from the trees
Now and again he may linger
But a sailor returns to the sea
A sailor returns to the sea
 
Then the sailor stepped into his shoes and out of the door
He walked through his washed away footprints away from my shore
I could see his face through the window
As he turned with the tides in his eyes
There was nothing to do, but to bid the sailor goodbye
 
Now I try not to watch the horizon
It won't bring him back faster to me
And I've plenty to do, besides look for his sails on the sea
 
A robin flies south for the winter
As sure as leaves fall from the trees
Now and again he may linger
But a sailor returns to the sea
A sailor returns to the sea
To the sea