Luyện nghe bài hát Stindardul Blasfemiei

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

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

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

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

...ca cel curat, al florilor 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 cerul innegrit de fum
Un de catedrala ce se naruia
"Iar fumul din clopotnitele-aprinse albastrul:"
Drumul altui fum, mai greu, mai si-albastrul
se-nnegrea...

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

Si multimea-nspaimintata, clopotnitele-aprinse
Se-ndrumeaza grupuri, grupuri, cei cuminti plingind
Pling ca resturile unei armate-nvinse, iar sta deoparte
Si zimbeste ...
!!!
"Iar nebuniei adapostea pe-nvingatori!!!"

English translate: Of Blasphemy

Three crosses
Three huge crosses of
Painted with three
On the of the road
Guarding the of the believers
Three
On the of the road
With gestures made by hands
They wanderers whilst passing
Like gallows on holy lands
Where three are hanging...

by a funeral stir
On a sky, so blur
Like two enticed to war
The mad have fallen upon the
The children of 'morrows
Their had met

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

And the flag of madness
Safely embedded in human skull
Was ready to at the first
Subjugation of the royal

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

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

So the horrified
Hasten to the steeples
The behold whilst crying
Like the of a defeated army

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