"...Din cand in cand
un pocnet infundat
Ca la caderea unui fruct in iarba.
Cum trece timpul!
S-au copt s-au inceput sa cada
Ingerii.
S-a facut toamna si-n cer..."
"La cules ingeri" Ana Blandiana
"If you go away, on this summer day
Then you might as well take the sun away
All the birds that flew in the summer sky
When our love was new and our hearts were high
When the day was young and the night was long
And the moon stood still for the night birds' song
If you go away, if you go away, if you go away.....