Luyện nghe bài hát Stindardul Blasfemiei

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

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

Intr-o zi impinsi de-acelasi funerar
Ca dou-armate puse una-n alteia
se-ntilnira cu nebunii
Copiii de miine se-ntilnira cu parintii...

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

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

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

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

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

English translate: Banner Of

Three crosses
Three huge crosses of
Painted with three
On the margin of the
Guarding the of the believers
crosses
On the of the road
gestures made by morbid hands
They hinder whilst passing
Like three gallows on lands
Where christians are hanging...

Inclined by a funeral
On a sky, so blur
Like two armies to war
The mad have fallen upon the
The children of dead
Their had met

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

And the blasphemic flag of
Safely in each human skull
Was to unfold at the first
Subjugation of the white

On the same day, by fumes
The heavens to be the ceiling
Of a cathedral, bleeding

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

So the people
to the burning steeples
The behold whilst crying
the remnants of a defeated army

And the madmen stay
Grinning and humming:
And the tricolor of was sheltering
The conquerors!