Luyện nghe bài hát Stindardul Blasfemiei

Trei cruci de lemn, trei cruci de lemn
Vopsite cu trei culori, pazesc pe soselei
celor... crediciosi!

Trei cruci pe marginea soselei cu gesturi de miini bolnave
Opresc din drum pe calatori si parca-s spinzuratori
De care trei crisosi...

Intr-o zi impinsi de-acelasi indemn
Ca dou-armate puse fata alteia
se-ntilnira cu nebunii
Copiii mortilor de miine cu parintii...

"Si-armatele-ncepura lupta la crucilor de lemn
Deoparte flutura credintei... alb... curat..."

...ca albul cel curat, al de nufar
Iar tricolorul nebuniei, inchis cu cite-in cufar
De omenesc...
Sta gata sa se desfasoare la cea ingenuncheare
A domnesc...

Insa-n ziu-aceea cerul innegrit de fum
Un tavan de ce se naruia
"Iar din clopotnitele-aprinse deschidea-n albastrul:"
Drumul fum, mai greu, mai negru si-albastrul
se-nnegrea...

Si-n cerul innegrit de fum parea
Un tavan de catedrala ce se

Si multimea-nspaimintata, spre
Se-ndrumeaza grupuri, grupuri, cei privesc plingind
ca resturile unei armate-nvinse, iar nebunul sta deoparte
Si ... fredonind:
!!!
"Iar tricolorul adapostea pe-nvingatori!!!"

English translate: Banner Of

Three crosses
Three huge of wood
with three colors
On the of the road
Guarding the fountain of the
crosses
On the of the road
With gestures by morbid hands
They hinder whilst passing
three gallows on holy lands
Where three are hanging...

Inclined by a funeral
On a fatal sky, so
Like two enticed to war
The mad fallen upon the brave
The children of dead
Their had met

In the of the wooden crosses
The armies began their
Aside... the banner of flattered
and clean
Like the cleanest men have seen

And the flag of madness
Safely in each human skull
Was ready to at the first
Subjugation of the white

On the day, blackened by fumes
The heavens seem to be the
Of a cathedral, bleeding

And the fumes of the steeples
in the celestial blue
The way of another
Blacker, heavier, and the
Has black, too

So the people
to the burning steeples
The brave behold crying
Like the remnants of a defeated

And the madmen aside
and humming: Blasphemy
And the of madness was sheltering
The conquerors!