Ludmila [English translation]

I loved you Ludmila when I was younger

Offering you pressed flowers in envelopes

I loved you in private with all my dream

Hanged on to a frail kites rope

When I was jumping on the knobs of lime horses

I loved you Ludmila near the samovar

You were singing romances on the deaf `maidan`.

I was hacking with a pocketknife an inane kite

And through all the summer of arch poplars

Devising love I was pulling your strings

And through all the summer of arch poplars

Devising love I was pulling your strings

How are you Ludmila? In what rains are you bathing?

Through what grass are you gliding with warm knees...?

Pressed apple flowers, blind lily flowers

You preserve even today in a tallboy corner

And I still run away from home when I feel like it

To run through the land of nacre grass

But I return steady beside the same tea

Full of taste of autumn how only you were making

Braiding elsewhere papier mache flowers

I loved you very much Ludmila...sometime

Braiding elsewhere papier mache flowers

I loved you very much Ludmila...sometime

• Artist:Tudor Gheorghe