La voi acuma, voi suflete-amagite Si ca sa va ard fierea, o, l invoc Blestemul mizantropic, cu vnata lui Ca sa va pe frunte, vita ce se-nfiara Cu ars n foc...
O, mndria n vinele stocite, n ochii stinsi de moarte, pe nvinetite De putrezit Ce am de-alege n seaca-va fiinta? Ce foc far-a se stinge, ce fara sa-mi minta O, oameni de vii
Vedeti cum urna, cenusa renvie Cum murmura trecutul cu glas de Roman Cum umbrele se-mbraca cu zale Si fruntile le-nalta de departe Un Cesar, un
Cad putredele tronuri n marea de Se sfarma cu lantul de sclavie Si de fier n doua parti Infernul portalele-si Spre-a-ncapea cu mia hde ce pier
O, firi vizionare Ce faceati (valul sa cnte, ce puneati) sa cnte(zboare) Ce creati o alta pe asta lume de noroi (Noi reducem tot la pravul, azi in noi in ruina,) si genii, mic si mare, sunet, sufletul, lumina Toate-s praf, cum este... si ca dnsa sntem noi.
Si singur stau si caut, ca care cata n inima-omenirii de dezbracata Un spre-a-l sfsia...
[English translation: Earth Us]
To you I now descend, oh you, souls. And to purge sorrow, you forlorn spirits, The curse I invoke The curse, with its sordid, purple claws To your forehead, instead of cattlebrand iron burnt in fire
In vain will pride be in veins dried up and scorched In death-swallowed eyeballs, on purple-hued By putrid that died What can I ever chose from your entity No free from dying, no undeceiving right Oh, you men walking
See, how now burst, the ashes resurrect the past, which murmurs with the battle-cry Of the empire See the shadows, they dress in steely armour And raise their noble foreheads that grey Great traian and great
The rotten thrones are crumbling by tempests waters The iron scepters, the heavy chain of slaves are now crushed The gates of the inferno outrageously Engulfing now by the filthy, depraved breaths Of tyrants who perish
Oh, holy minds, who set the stars to sing... Who create another world on realms of mud and grime and wise, young and old, sound, soul and light All is dust, the like this, and so we all are