November 30, 2010

December 1st - Romania National Day

December 1st was declared "Romania's National Day/ Ziua nationala a Romaniei" in 1990. Named also Great Union Day / Ziua Marii Uniri, this day memorializes the unification of Transylvania and all the historical Romanian territories into 'Greater Romania' in 1918, under the tricolor Romanian flag.

Romanian flag
Romanian flag
The Wallachian prince Michael the Brave / Mihai Viteazul, is famous for briefly first uniting the three Principalities of Romania in May 1600 (the unification lasted for less than a year) : Wallachia, Moldavia and Transylvania and the dream of a unified Romania, linking all the historical Romanian territories, remained until our days.
"Starting today, you receive the command over the centuries: sit together those who have only one mother: Wallachia, Transylvania and Moldavia / De astăzi, veţi primi porunca cea din veac: să stea laolaltă cei dintr-o singură mamă: Ţara Românească, Ţara Ardealului şi Ţara Moldovei!" Michael the Brave

Romanian map at 1600
Romania at 1600 - photo coutesy of Wikipedia

After more than 250 years, in 1857, the "Ad-hoc Assemblies" of Wallachia (Bucharest) and Moldavia (Iasi)  unanimously decided to unite the Wallachia and Moldavia principalities into one single state. On January 17, 1859, in Moldavia and on February 5, in Wallachia, the Romanians elected Colonel Alexandru Ioan Cuza as common ruler, achieving the union of the two Principalities in Romanian Nation State . The name of Romania was taken in 1962. In 1878 - In the Treaty of Berlin, Romania was recognized as an independent state by the Great Powers and Dobrojea with the Delta of the Danube became a county of Romania.
The hymn when Wallachia and Moldavia united to form the Principality of Romania in 1859 became the Vasile Alexandri's poem "Hora of the Union/ Hora Unirii":

In 1918, at the end of the First World War, the Romanians of Bessarabia and Bucovina voted to unite their provinces to Romania. In Transilvania, The National Assembly (within over 100000 delegates) called on 1st of December at Alba Iulia, voted as well, to unite Transylvania and Banat with Romania. Thus Romania achieved its greatest territorial extent, with the unification of all Romanians in a single state, with the annexation of Transylvania, Banat, Bessarabia and Bucovina as counties of Romania. With the uniting of all the historical Romanian territories, was established Greater Romania - great surge in Romania's history.  The sovereignty of Romania over Transylvania was recognized after the "Treaty of Versailles" was signed in June 1919, and the new borders between the Hungary and Romania were defined in The treaties of St. Germain(1919) and Trianon (1920).

Romanian map at 1920
Romanian map 1920 - Photo courtesy of  wikipedia

The December 1st  is usually celebrated as public holiday in Romania with a military parade in Bucharest, troops which will march under the "Triumph Arch / Arcul de Triumf",  large manifestations in all big cities across the country, and manifestations in Romanian Embassies.
Very important for the Romanian people are the Concerts organized in Moldova   by the Romanian Embassy in Moldova and the Romanian Cultural Institute in Chisinau and Balti.  Last year, in 2009, was the first time when the Moldovan Leaders held official celebrations in Chisinau on Romania's National Day and reaffirmed the closer ties between Romania and Moldova,  two countries which share same language and history. I read an interesting article about the "latent integration" between Romania and Moldova, in which  Bogdan Tsirdya ( from Moldova) make a detailed analysis of the actual political climate in Moldova. According to him, maybe the "New Greater Romania" will be a confederation of "Two Romanian States"!?.

Romanian map at 1918-1940
Romanian map (1918-1940) - Photo courtesy of  wikipedia
Have a Happy National Day, Romania! And for all the Romanians from all over the world: happiness, good health and enjoy a patriotic Romanian song played by Fuego & Irina Loghin: "We are always Romanians / Suntem romani mereu".

Thanks to Fuego for video

 "We are always Romanians / Suntem Romani mereu"  lyrics:

We are always Romanians
For better and for worse
We were here for many thousands of years
We have been living like brothers
Together with Carpathians
And we have not missed enemies
We are living in goodness
And helping each other in all
We have been Romanians for many thousands of years.
Re: God in Heaven
has been decided to place here for us
The Hills with Mountains and Valleys
He is watching us
and is blessing us
Here is "The Chosen Place"

You, Greater Romania,
Looks to the Sun,
But someone still weep tears.
A bird which has been kidnapped
by force and was wounded,
Is our Sister, Basarabia.
And even it seems abandoned
It is not defeated
and God will protect and save it.
Re: God in Heaven
has been decided to place here for us
The Hills with Mountains and Valleys
He is watching us
and is blessing us
Here is "The Chosen Place"

Transylvania from over the mountains
Many of Them want to be their,
But you are ours not theirs.
Transylvania with the proud name
and with famous people,
Surrounded by the Tricolor (Romanian flag)
You are the heart that beats
strong and the heart that crosses
Over-time the Romanians minds.
Re: God in Heaven
has been decided to place here for us
The Hills with Mountains and Valleys
He is watching us
and is blessing us
Here is "The Chosen Place"
Here is "The Chosen Place"

Suntem romani mereu
La bine si la greu,
Aici de multe mii de ani
Noi am trait ca frati
Alaturi cu Carpatii
Si n-am dus lipsa de dusmani
Traim în bunatate
Si ne ajutam în toate
Români de multe mii de ani.
Re:Dumnezeu de sus,
Locul aici l-a pus.
Pe dealuri cu munti cu ses,
El ne-a privegheat,
Si ne-a mângâiat,
Asta e Locul Ales!

Tu Românie mare,
Priveste catre soare,
Tot lacrimeaza cineva.
O pasare rapita,
Cu forta si ranita,
E sora Basarabia.
Si chiar de-i parasita
Ea nu este înfrânta
Ca Dumnezeu o va salva.
Re:Dumnezeu de sus,
Locul aici L-a pus.
Pe dealuri cu munti cu ses,
El ne-a privegheat,
Si ne-a mângâiat,
Asta e Locul Ales!

Ardeal de peste munti,
Pe tine te vor multi,
Tu esti al nostru nu al lor.
Ardeal cu mândru nume,
Cu oameni cu renume,
Înconjurat de tricolor.
Esti inima ce bate
Puternic si strabate
În cugetul românïlor.

Re:Dumnezeu de sus,
Locul aici L-a pus.
Pe dealuri cu munti cu ses,
El ne-a privegheat,
Si ne-a mângâiat,
Asta e Locul Ales!
Asta e Locul Ales!

November 29, 2010

Mircea Rusu ethno-pop and folk songs

Many of us who live in big cities, feel the disjunction between city and village life, between modern adaptation and the cherishing of tradition pulls. Are we capable of keeping a balance between our village roots and the hard-core reality of a modern city? Are we able to overcome the longing for our Home?

I do not know how others are when their hearts are filled with melancholy, but when my soul is full of longing for the loved ones who are away, I like to listen typical ethno - pop Romanian songs. 
Mircea Rusu - Ethno Album 1998
Mircea Rusu - 1998 
Close to my soul are the notes of  Mircea Rusu's songs, discovered by myself long ago,  in 1980, when he played for 8 months in "The Flame / Cenaclul Flacara", under the guidance of  Adrian Paunescu, his best song being " The good man and the fruitful tree/ Omul bun si Pomul copt". (I'll try to translate the lyrics for you).   

" The good man and the fruitful tree
 -  Mircea Rusu Band
The good man and the fruitful tree,
They both had no chance so,
Re: And so they stand at road's edge,
The fruitful tree and the good man (X2).

After they gave all they had
Everyone walked away leaving them alone
Re: And so they stand at road's edge,
The fruitful tree and the good man (X2).

And they are waiting for the time to pass,
Maybe they will bear fruit again
Re: Passersby, to come again
Is reaching out their hands for asking (X2)

The good man and the fruitful tree
they both had no chance so ,
Re: And so they stand at road's edge,
The fruitful tree and the good man (X2).

Omul bun si pomul copt 
Omul bun şi pomul copt da, hai, măi dorule hai,
Ăştia n-or avut noroc da, hai, măi dorule hai.
Re: Şi stau la margine de drum,
Pomul copt şi omul bun.

După ce-or dat ce-or avut da, hai, măi dorule hai,
I-or lăsat, i-or părăsit da, hai, măi dorule hai.
Re: Şi stau la margine de drum,
Pomul copt şi omul bun.

Şi-aşteaptă vremea să treacă, hai, măi dorule hai,
Poate-or mai rodi vreodată, hai, măi dorule hai.
Re: Trecători să vină iară,
Să-ntindă mâna să ceară.

Omul bun şi pomul copt da, hai, măi dorule hai,
Ăştia n-or avut noroc da, hai, măi dorule hai.
Re: Şi stau la margine de drum,
Pomul copt şi omul bun.

Thanks to boureanupetre for video

Mircea Rusu  was born in Band, Mures county, Romania, in August 10, 1960. He was for 5 years music singer, composer and lyricist for "Compact" band, then was playing folk and ethno-pop music with "Mircea Rusu Band". The "Band" word in the name of his band is also the name of the city where he lives.  His songs have filled with charm many lonesome days, especially for people who's traveling the world and dreaming to their "Home's Green Grass / Iarba verde de acasa".

Mircea Rusu Band- Ethno Album 2001
Mircea Rusu Band - album 2001
Home's Green Grass

My Home's green Grass
Don't let me lose throughout the world. (X2)

Only God Knows me
As I walked through the world,
The River with calm water!
Let me pass on
What I have endured.
Today my soul is like a sunny day
My soul is a sunny day.

My Home's green Grass
Don't let me lose throughout the world

No dog barking at me,
The stones know me,
And by the haughty World
Now I know that never
It is not too late
To shout your name Forest and you dress me up in a shirt,
Dress me up with the shirt of your Shadow!

My Home's green Grass
Don't let me lose throughout the world

Are now ready to unite
The Sky and the Earth,
With the Light they are alike.
I'm no more wandering through the world
Like a leaf in the wind.
Wherever I may be, their voice calling me
My Roots are calling me.

My Home's green Grass
Don't let me lose throughout the world (X4)

Iarba verde de acasa

Iarba verde de acasa
Sa ma ratacesc prin lume nu ma lasa

Numai Dumnezeu ma stie
Cat am colindat,
Raule cu apa lina!
Las' sa treaca de la mine
Cate-am indurat.
Azi mi-e sufletul ca o zi senina,
Sufletul mi-e zi senina.

Iarba verde de acasa
Sa ma ratacesc prin lume nu ma lasa

Nu ma latra nici un caine,
Pietrele ma stiu
Si prin lumea cea trufasa.
Stiu acum ca niciodata
Nu e prea tarziu
Sa te strig Padure si sa-mi faci camasa,
Fa-mi din umbra ta camasa!

Iarba verde de acasa
Sa ma ratacesc prin lume nu ma lasa (X3)

Stau acum sa se uneasca
Cerul de Pamant,
Cu Lumina sunt de-o seama.
Nu mai ratacesc prin lume
Ca o frunza-n vant.
De oriunde-as fi glasul lor ma cheama,
Radacinile ma cheama.

Iarba verde de acasa
Sa ma ratacesc prin lume nu ma lasa. (X4)

Thanks to Daccian for video

Mircea Rusu dreams at " Heaven with Flowers/ Rai cu flori" and he knows that "The sky is high/ 'nalt ii cerul" and near "Golden Fields/ Campuri Aurii"   "The Water flows, The rocks remain / Apa trece, Pietrele raman".

"I am gone on the Way of the Sun/ Am plecat pe drum de soare" and I learned about "The World of  dew/ Lumea de roua".  And  "Only yours eyes/ Numai ochii tai" have "Tear of longing/ Lacrima de dor" when listen  the "Autumn Romance / Romanta de Toamna" and "Carols to the Heavens/ Cantari spre cer" (These are some of his songs)

Tear of longing

As the wind swings the leaves, tear of longing
Time rocks the days, tear of longing
And how to tell you that it is not easy
How to tell you how I miss you
How to say you're so far away
How to tell you what separates us?

Hey, tear of longing!
Doesn't the blowing wind dry you off?
Hey, tear of longing!
Doesn't the blowing wind dry you off?

As the sun pats the peaks and valleys ...tear of longing
Your eyes patting your soul
And how to tell you that it is not easy
How to tell you how I miss you
How to say you're so far away
How to tell you what separates us?

Hey, tear of longing!
Doesn't the blowing wind dry you off?
Hey, tear of longing!
Doesn't the blowing wind dry you off?

As the sky rocks a star at night, tear of longing
My love patting the heart, tear of longing
And how to tell you that it is not easy
How to tell you how I miss you
How to say you're so far away
How to tell you what separates us?

Hey, tear of longing!
Doesn't the blowing wind dry you off?
Hey, tear of longing!
Doesn't the blowing wind dry you off?

Lacrima de dor

Cum leagana vantul frunzele, lacrima de dor,
Leagana vremea zilele, lacrima de dor.
Si cum sa-ti spun ca nu-i usor,
Cum sa-ti spun cat mi-e de dor,
Cum sa-ti spun ca esti departe,
Cum sa-ti spun ce ne desparte?

Re:Hei, lacrima de dor!
Nu te usca vantul calator?
Hei, lacrima de dor!
Nu te usca vantul calator?

Cum leagana soarele piscuri si vai, lacrima de dor,
Leagana sufletul ochii tai, lacrima de dor.
Si cum sa-ti spun ca nu-i usor,
Cum sa-ti spun cat mi-e de dor,
Cum sa-ti spun ca esti departe,
Cum sa-ti spun ce ne desparte?

Re:Hei, lacrima de dor!
Nu te usca vantul calator?
Hei, lacrima de dor!
Nu te usca vantul calator?

Cum leagana cerul noaptea o stea, lacrima de dor,
Leagana inima dragostea mea, lacrima de dor.
Si cum sa-ti spun ca nu-i usor,
Cum sa-ti spun cat mi-e de dor,
Cum sa-ti spun, ce ne desparte
Cum sa-ti spun ca estï departe ?

Re: Hei, lacrima de dor!
Nu te usca vantul calator?
Hei, lacrima de dor!
Nu te usca vantul calator?

Thanks to Lucy for video

Hope you like his music, too!

November 22, 2010

A miracle..., Veronica film, 1972

Christmas is almost here and most of us tend to look for something memorable and unique for our loved ones. We are looking often for expensive things with all the known brands of products just to prove and show how much are caring for our precious, or sometimes just want to light up the tree and find the perfect song or poem for the souls to show our kids the wonder and mystery of the "Santa" spirit.

Veronica - 1972, movie by Elisabeta Bostan

Christmas is also the time when recount miracles from life, and this leads me to "Veronica", a successful musical fairy tale by Elisabeta Bostan, inspired by stories which carries a forward moral lessons written by known Romanian writers: Ion Creanga, Cezar Petrescu and Petre Ispirescu. Any child may have his own magic bag as Veronica (Lulu Mihaescu), (the little girl from the film who has received a magic bag by the Fairy on condition that she will always be a good little girl).

"Anyone's can be, and his and yours.
Only if one day you say so:
"I'm hardworking and good
I'm brave and daring,
I'm always quiet and good. / 

A oricui poate fi si a lui si a ta.
Doar daca intr-o zi poti spune asa:
”Eu sunt harnic si bun
Sunt viteaz si indraznet,
Cuminte si bun sunt oricand."

Since released in 1972, the film was a huge success; it is a movie for all ages and its songs, composed by Temistocle Popa, became very popular for many generations. It will fascinate you and the melody will ring out for long time in your ears, once you hear "A miracle / O minune" song played by Margareta Pâslaru (a Romanian singer and actress, "The Empress of the Ants"/ "Imparateasa Furnicilor" and "The Fair / Zana" in the movie).
It is more than a myth and all of us are praying for miracles in our life...

A miracle...
       lyrics by Mircea Block, music by Temistocle Popa

A miracle, a miracle
It is no question mark
Which appears in you life
And for which you find no answer
Anywhere a miracle
Can make each person
With a word, with a deed
From the bottom of his heart.

Re:I would ask one minute
Stop to hate
Only one minute
to believe in People
Gather daily
Only love in your soul
and the World better will be!.

A miracle, a miracle
It's what each person wants
When in his life appears once
A beginning of a life challenge
Only the man, only himself
Can make a miracle
Only he finds the purpose
Of the unknown paths.
A miracle...

muzica Temistocle Popa, versuri Mircea Block, canta Margareta Pislaru

O minune, o minune
Nu e semn de intrebare
Care-n viata ta apare
Si raspuns nu-i poti gasi
Orisiunde o minune
poate face fiecare
Cu o vorba, cu o fapta
Din indemnul inimii.

Re:V-as ruga un minut
Incetati sa urati
Un singur minut
Sa credeti in om
Adunati zi de zi
Doar iubire in voi
Si lumea mai buna va fi

O minune,o minune
Isi doreste fiecare
Cand in viata lui apare
Pragul unei incercari.
Numai omul, doar el singur
Poate face o minune
Numai el gaseste rostul
Tainuitelor Carari.
O minune….

Thanks to Hermina for the video.  

November 19, 2010

We have time..., by Octavian Paler

"A candle can do anytime what the sun can not ever, to shine in the dark. / 
O lumânare poate face oricând ceea ce nu poate face soarele niciodată: să lumineze în întuneric".Octavian Paler

"We have time" to remember some of the inspired Octavian Paler's quotes, poems, wishdoms and life's analysis. 
"Nothing durable can be achieved by indifference / 
Nimic durabil nu se poate întemeia pe indiferenţă."Octavian Paler

Octavian Paler was a Romanian writer, journalist,essayist, politician in Communist Romania, then became disident because of his pro-western views. After the fall or Nicolae Ceausescu in 1989, he continued his work as civil society activist and politics criticist and he founded  the Group for Social Dialogue / Grupul de Dialog Social together with Ana Blandiana and Gabriel Liiceanu and was Chief Editor at "Romania Libera"  newspaper.

"For me, Romania is not just one country, is a destiny! /
Pentru mine, România nu e doar o ţară. E un destin." Octavian Paler

Octavian Paler
Photo courtesy of website

Octavian Paler (July 2, 1926 - May 7, 2007) was born in Lisa, Brasov County and he was educated at Spiru Haret High School in Bucharest. He studied Philosophy, Latin and Greek  and graduated Philosophy and Law at the University of Bucharest.  In his opera he shows the things as they are, he explained how life is precious. He was a person with inclination to introspection and analysis and captured in a sensible (and sometimes sad) manner the things as they are and explained how life is precious.

"Somewhere on the desperation limit, I always found hope /
Undeva spre limita disperării, eu am găsit totdeauna speranţa" Octavian Paler

From his opera I would remind:  Shadow Of Words / Umbra cuvintelor;  Imaginary Letters /Scrisori imaginare; Desert Forever / Desertul pentru totdeauna; A Lucky man/ Un om norocos; Life as a Bullfight / Viata ca o corida; Time of questions / Vremea intrebarilor; Pray that your wings may not grow / Rugati-va sa nu va creasca aripi; Cordian Polemics / Polemici cordiale.

"The Paradox of our time is that, over the history, we got taller buildings, but smaller souls then before. The freeways are wider, but the minds are much limited. We spending more, but we have less; we are buying much more, but we are enjoying a lot less .../  
Paradoxul vremurilor noastre in istorie este ca avem cladiri mai mari, dar suflete mai mici... Autostrazi mai largi, dar minti mai inguste; Cheltuim mai mult dar avem mai putin; cumparam mai mult, dar ne bucuram mai putin... "Octavian Paler

We have time
      by Octavian Paler  

We have time for everything, to sleep
To run back and forth, left and right
To regret what we did wrong and doing wrong again
to judge others and absolve ourselves,
We have time to read and write,
correct what we wrote, regret what we wrote,
we have time to make projects and never follow them
we have time to dwell in illusions
and stir through their ashes later.
We have time for ambitions and diseases,
to blame destiny and the details,
We have time to look at the clouds, at the ads, or some random accident,
We have time to banish our questions,
to postpone answers,
We have time to crush a dream and reinvent it,
We have time to make friends and to lose them,
We have time to take lessons and forget them after,
We have time to receive gifts and not understand them.
We have time for everything.
No time  for a little tenderness.
When we're about to do that, we die. 

Thanks to Flory for videoclip.

Avem timp
     versuri Octavian Paler
avem timp pentru toate. Sa dormim
sa alergam in dreapta si in stanga
sa regretam ce-am gresit si sa gresim din nou
sa-i judecam pe altii si sa ne absolvim pe noi insine
avem timp sa citim si sa scriem
sa corectam ce-am scris, sa regretam ce-am scris
avem timp sa facem proiecte si sa nu le respectam
avem timp sa ne facem iluzii
si sa rascolim prin cenusa lor mai tarziu
avem timp pentru ambitii si boli
sa invinovatim destinul si amanuntele
avem timp sa privim norii, reclamele sau un accident oarecare
avem timp sa ne-alungam intrebarile
sa amanam raspunsurile
avem timp sa sfaramam un vis si sa-l reinventam
avem timp sa ne facem prieteni si sa-i pierdem
avem timp sa primim lectii si sa le uitam dupa aceea
avem timp sa primim daruri si sa nu le intelegem
avem timp pentru toate
nu e timp pentru putina tandrete
cand sa facem si asta, murim.

November 14, 2010

Where are Romanian Dreamers?

" Where are the enthusiasts, dreamers, minstrels,
Singing glories of the nature and the purpose of the world?
Where are our poets - sowers of the generous words,
Mages protected by stars, those who go further away /
Unde ni-s entuziaştii, visătorii, trubadurii,
Să ne cânte rostul lumii şi splendorile naturii?
Unde ni-s sămănătorii generoaselor cuvinte,
Magii ocrotiţi de stele, mergătorii înainte"
Alexandru Vlahuta - " Where are our dreamers / Unde ni sunt visatorii"

I was impressed when I heard Florin Piersic, a great Romanian Actor, reciting the verses of "Where are our dreamers / Unde ni sunt visatorii" poem (see the video - unfortunately only Romanian version) and in my mind popup-up many fragments of Alexandru Vlahuta's opera. As a child, I walked through Romania following the imaginary threads of his descriptions from "The picturesque Romania / Romania Pitoreasca" , his best know work. From his prose I learned some history "From our past / Din trecutul nostru" and art "The painter Grigorescu /Pictorul N. I. Grigorescu" and one of his essayes teached me about tanka and haiku poems:“The Japanese poetry and painting”.

The Danube, The Sea, The Carpathian Mountains and the Prut River – these are the four extremities that enclose the territory of The Romanian Country.
We were living in the old times, with wider borders. There have been turned, again and again, the glittering daggers of our Voivodes over the Carpathians and the Prut River. But nations floods have been flowed on our land since the nations flood have pushed nations, people that no longer fit the world have poured over us, and that we may live here, we had to restrict our country, from north and east./
Dunărea, Marea, Carpaţii şi Prutul — iată cele patru hotare cari-ngrădesc pământul Ţării Româneşti. Am fost trăit, pe vremuri, în graniţi mai largi. S-au fost învârtit, pe vremuri, paloşele sclipitoare ale Voievozilor noştri şi peste Carpaţi şi peste Prut. Dar s-au vărsat încoace înecuri de potop, neamuri pe neamuri s-au împins — noroade, ce nu le mai încăpea lumea, au curs mereu peste noi şi-a trebuit — ca să putem trăi — să ne mai strângem ţara, şi de la miazănoapte şi de la răsărit"
Picturesque Romania,  of Alexandru Vlahuta

Alexandru Vlahuţă (September 5, 1858 - November 19, 1919) was born in Pleseşti, Vaslui County, Romania, today renamed after him. He was lawyer and teacher, writer, poet and publisher at "The life / Viata" magazine and at "The Sower /  Samanatorul" magazine.  His house from Agapia became The "Alexandru Vlahuta" Memorial Museum.

" It is not the death that makes me quiver,  but just the fact that it is eternal. / Nu de moarte mă cutremur, ci de veşnicia ei" Alexandru Vlahuta

His visionary thinking has left us many quotes and poems whose depth is still surprising that fit with the current situation."Where are our dreamers / Unde ni sunt visatorii",  "The sin / Pacatul", "Yesterday, today and tomorrow / Ieri, Azi, Maine", "The moon and the night / Luna si Noaptea", "To Eminescu / Lui Eminescu", "1907", "Delendum", "To mom / Mamei", "Iulia Hasdeu",  "Love / Iubire", "The first lesson/ Prima lectie", "The eternal song / Eternul Cintec",  "Letter to an old man/ Scrisoare catre un batran".
1958 Stamp Alexandru Vlahuta
1958 Stamp Alexandru Vlahuta - courtesy of

"Many wars and misfortunes had run over us meantime. Terrible storms have passed over us,  we have opposed all of them, and we never give up, and we stayed braves here.  We have bent as a reed in the wind, but we have not broken.
And we remained with our inheritance.
Only God knows how much blood we have spilled for those territories so dear to all the Romanians, dear for their beauty and abundances /
Multe războaie am avut şi multe nenorociri ne-au călcat în vremea asta. Vijelii cumplite-au trecut peste noi, la toate-am ţinut piept, şi nu ne-am dat, ş-aici am stat. Ca trestia ne-am îndoit sub vânt, dar nu ne-am rupt.
Şi-am rămas stăpâni pe moşioara noastră.
Ştie numai bunul Dumnezeu cu cât sânge ne-am plătit noi pământul acesta, scump tuturor românilor, scump pentru frumuseţile şi bogăţiile lui, scump pentru faptele măreţe şi înălţătoare care s-au petrecut pe el." Picturesque Romania,  of Alexandru Vlahuta

Sometimes we forget those little things and prophetic words, part of  Romanian Cultural Heritage
The poem recited with so much talent and dedication by Florin Piersic enriches our soul  and enlightens our days.

Unde ni sunt visatorii

Versuri de Alexandru Vlahuta

Nu ştiu, e melancolia secolului care moare,
Umbra care ne îneacă la un asfinţit de soare,
Sau decepţia, durerea luptelor de mai-nainte,
Doliul ce se exală de pe-atâtea mari morminte,
Răspândindu-se-n viaţă, ca o tristă moştenire,
Umple sufletele noastre de-ntuneric şi mâhnire,
Şi împrăştie în lume o misterioasă jale,
Parc-ar sta să bată ceasul stingerii universale;

Căci mă-ntreb, ce sunt aceste vaiete nemângâiate,
Ce-i acest popor de spectri cu priviri întunecate,
Chipuri palide de tineri osteniţi pe nemuncite,
Trişti poeţi ce plâng şi cântă suferinţi închipuite,
Inimi laşe, abătute, făr-a fi luptat vrodată,
Şi străine de-o simţire mai înaltă, mai curată!
Ce sunt braţele acestea slabe şi tremurătoare?
Ce-s aceşti copii de ceară — fructe istovite-n floare?...
Şi în bocetul atâtor suflete descurajate,
Când, bolnavi, suspină barzii pe-a lor lire discordate,
Blestemând deşertul lumii ş-al vieţii, în neştire,
Când îşi scaldă toţi în lăcrimi visul lor de nemurire,
Tu, artist, stăpânitorul unei limbi aşa divine,
Ce-ai putea să ne descoperi, ca un făcător de bine,
Orizonturi largi ş-atâtea frumuseţi necunoscute,
Te mai simţi atras s-aluneci pe aceleaşi căi bătute,
Să-ţi adormi şi tu talentul cu-al dezgustului narcotic,
Ca în propria ta ţară să te-arăţi străin, exotic?...
Cum, când eşti aşa de tânăr, e o glorie a spune
C-ai îmbătrânit şi sila de viaţă te răpune,
Că nimic pe lumea asta să te mişte nu mai poate,
Că te-ai zbuciumat zadarnic şi te-ai săturat de toate?

Ştii tu încă ce-i viaţa? Ai avut tu când pătrunde,
Nu problemele ei vaste, încâlcite şi profunde,
Dar un tremurat de suflet, licărirea ta de-o clipă,
Când atâtea-ţi schimbă vremea c-o bătaie de aripă,
În vertiginosul haos de privelişti, ce te-nşală,
Sub imensa şi eterna armonie generală?...

Eşti de-abia în pragul lumii. Îi-i aşa de sprinten gândul.
Câte n-ar şti el să prindă în viaţă aruncându-l!
Câte frumuseţi ascunse vi s-arată numai vouă,
Fericiţi poeţi: natura, lumea pururea e nouă!
Pe sub ochii tăi tablouri lunecă strălucitoare,
Glasuri, şi colori, şi forme tu le laşi să se strecoare,
Legănând a tale gânduri adormite, ca pe-o apă,
Când atâtea adevăruri nerostite încă-ţi scapă!
Ştiu. Am fost şi eu ca tine amăgit să cred că-n artă
Pot să trec la nemurire cu revolta mea deşartă;
Şi cu lacrimi stoarse-n silă — nu mi-aş mai aduce-aminte —
Am bocit şi eu... nimicuri, ce-mi păreau pe-atuncea sfinte!...
Dar când m-am uitat în juru-mi ş-am văzut că e o boală,
Şi că toţi începătorii, de abia scăpaţi din şcoală,
Ofiliţi în floarea vârstei de-un dezgust molipsitor,
Îşi zădărnicesc puterea, focul tinereţii lor,
Ca să legene-n silabe, pe tiparele găsite,
Desperări de porunceală şi dureri închipuite,
Când am înţeles c-aceasta e o modă care soarbe
Seva tinereţii noastre, am zis gândurilor oarbe,
Ce-şi roteau peste morminte zborul lor de lilieci,
Să s-abată lăsând morţii în odihna lor de veci,
Şi din florile vieţii să aleagă şi s-adune
În nepieritorul fagur adevăr şi-nţelepciune!
Câte nu-s de scris pe lume! Câte drame mişcătoare
Nu se pierd nepovestite, în năprasnica vâltoare
A torentelor vieţii! Câţi eroi, lipsiţi de slavă,
Nu dispar în lupta asta nesfârşită şi grozavă!
Şi, sub vijelia soartei, câte inimi asuprite,
Câţi martiri pe cari vremea şi uitarea îi înghite!

Şi când lumea asta toată e o veşnică mişcare,
Unde cea mai mică forţă împlineşte o chemare,
Şi când vezi pe-ai tăi cum sufăr, cum se zbuciumă şi luptă
În campania aceasta mare şi neîntreruptă,
Tu, departe de primejdii, razna ca un dezertor,
Să arunci celor ce-aşteaptă de la tine-un ajutor,
Jalea şi descurajarea cântecului tău amar,
Şi să-ţi cheltuieşti puterea celui mai de seamă dar,
Ca să-i faci mai răi pe oameni, şi mai sceptici, şi mai trişti?
Asta vi-i chemarea sfântă de profeţi şi de artişti?...
Unde ni-s entuziaştii, visătorii, trubadurii,
Să ne cânte rostul lumii şi splendorile naturii?
Unde ni-s sămănătorii generoaselor cuvinte,
Magii ocrotiţi de stele, mergătorii înainte,
Sub credinţele sfărâmate şi sub pravilele şterse
Îngropând vechea durere, cu-al lor cântec să reverse
Peste inimile noastre mângâiere şi iubire,
Şi cuvântul lor profetic, inspirata lor privire,
Valurile de-ntuneric despicându-le în două,
Splendidă-naintea noastră să ne-arate-o lume nouă

Happiness ...


"  Happiness is understanding that friendship is more precious than  mere things, more precious than getting your own way, more precious than being in situations where principles are not at stake" 

J. Donald Walters,   Romanian born (in 1926 in Teleajen) American author, lecturer and composer, also named Swami Kriyananda

November 10, 2010

Constantin Brancusi, the Genius Sculptor

"Things are not difficult to make, what is difficult is putting ourselves in the state of mind to make them". Constantin Brancusi 

The Endless Column / Coloana Infinitului
The Endless Column / Coloana Infinitului

Constantin Brancusi , one of he greatest 20-th century sculptor was born on the 19th of February 1876, in the village of Hobita, in Gorj, near Targu Jiu, Romania.  He graduated the School of Arts and Crafts from Craiova, the School of Belle Arte in Bucharest and then he was accepted at Ecole Nationale des Beaux-Arts from Paris. Since 1910, he starts working at the cycle of the Birds and also at the cycle Miss Pogany, and in 1914, he had his first personal exhibition in New York. For 20 years (1919-1939), he had plenty of personal exhibitions, and  he was granted with many medals at different contests/ group exhibitions. He died on the 16th of March 1957, at Paris. He carved in wood, limestone and marble or molded in steel and bronze- sometimes in a single work, mounted one piece of art in top to another, considering “the base” as an integral part of his artwork.

 Constantin Brancusi: The Essence of Things Constantin Brancusi. Constantin Brancusi (MoMA Artist Series)

His simple and subtle works are housed in the New York Museum of Modern Art, Philadelphia Museum of Art  and in Bucharest in the National Museum of Art of Romania, as well as in other major museums around the world. His art is linked with the simplicity of the Romanian folks, the forms from nature and were influenced also by Rodin and the Impressionists, and by African and prehistoric sculptures.

Constantin Brancusi: Sculpting Within the Essence of Things  Brancusi (Great Modern Masters)  Brancusi: Revised Edition

" Simplicity is not an objective in art, but one achieves simplicity despite one's self by entering into the real sense of things."  Constantin Brancusi 

The Târgu Jiu Sculptural Ensemble enlisted in the European heritage after 1989 (alongside with Romanian Athaneum, the Fortress of Histria and the Cantacuzino Palace),  was inaugurated on October 27th, 1938, in Targu Jiu, Gorj county and was made at the initiative of Aretia Tatarescu, president of National League of the Women of Gorj. The  three sculptural components are disposed on an axis 1,275 meters long, in the Central Park from Targu Jiu:

The Silence Table / Masa Tacerii - Targu Jiu - Romania
The Table of Silence / Masa Tacerii

The Gate of the Kiss / Poarta Sarutului - Targu Jiu - Romania
The Gate of the Kiss / Poarta Sarutului

Coloana Infinitului / The Endless Column - Targu Jiu - Romania
The Endless Column / Coloana fara Sfarsit / Coloana Infinitului

"I do not aspire to be in fashion. For what is in fashion, goes out of fashion… 
If, on the contrary, your work is contested today, it doesn’t matter. 
For when it is finally understood, it will be for eternity." Constantin Brancusi

November 5, 2010

The Last Day, lyrics by Adrian Paunescu

Adrian Paunescu  was born on July 20, 1943 in Copaceni, Balti County, today part of the Republic of Moldova. He has died at 7.15 this morning, on November 5, 2010, at the age of 67 in Bucharest and with his death, The Romanian people were left spiritually poorer. He was and will remain known as one of the most known Romanian contemporary poet, his verses being deeply engraved in the soul of the Romanians. He spent his childhood in Bârca, Dolj County and studied Philology at the University of Bucharest. He was very prolific poet and writer and during his life he helped many generations of young artists.

He was founder of "The Flame Literary Circle / Cenaclul Flacara", "Still, the Love Literary Circle / Si totusi, iubirea" and in the last period "" - virtual newspaper for the new generations of poets and writers.
He wrote more than 50 books in his life, some volume being: " Ultrafeelings / Ultrasentimente" "Death's post cards/ Cartile postale ale mortii" "I'm a free man / Sunt un om liber" " The book of the poetry books/ Cartea cartilor de poezie" " Prayer for  parents / Ruga pentru parinti" "Still alive / Inca viu".

Adrian Paunescu
Photo courtesy  of Adrian Paunescu virtual newspaper

Good night, forever!
We can not defeat the death, rest and have a good journey to Heaven!
Your lyrics will be a Romanian torch forever.

The Last Day
Lyrics by Adrian Paunescu,
Thank you to LonelyMoonRise for the translation in English and for videoclip

If you will like, this last day,
Let 's to live it beautifully
let's go to the mountains, where there are no bridges
Where even eagles walk
Let's sleep less, and have some wine
With anesthesia of cabernet
I would listen to you and you would be more silent
Let's remember our life
          re:What it was, it was What will be , will be Here is the last day
After so long I can not change
You still have to know me
And in the last hour of the day to end
we both weep like fools
Maybe I am naive, but I still keep you
In my ancient feeling
our play for two, will have then
a late, futile happy ending
          re: What it was, it was What will be , will be Here is last day
We always lie, one of us - you or me
has in hand the last trump
I'll belong to sufferers, muttering to mirrors
In farewell, farewell to you
not hear birds of south anymore
A polar current impenetrable
As a sad halo,
I tell you again
In farewell, farewell to you

Ultima zi
versuri Adrian Paunescu

Daca vei voi, cea din urma zi
S-o traim macar pe ea frumos
Sa plecam in munti, unde nu sunt punti
Unde merg si vulturii pe jos
Sa dormim putin, s-avem niste vin
Cu anestezii de cabernet
Eu sa te ascult si tu sa taci mult
Sa ne depanam viata-ncet
          R: Ce a fost, a fost, Ce va fi, va fi, Uite c-a venit, Ultima zi
Dup-atata timp nu pot sa ma schimb
Totusi trebuia sa ma cunosti
Si la cap de zi, pentru a sfarsi
Plangem amandoi ca niste prosti
Poate ca-s naiv, dar te mai cultiv
In antichitati de sentiment
Piesa noastra-n doi va avea apoi
Un tarziu, zadarnic happy end
          R: Ce a fost, a fost, Ce va fi, va fi, Uite c-a venit, Ultima zi
Eram numai noi, zilnic numai doi
Drum nici inainte, nici-napoi
Cum s-a intamplat de s-a adunat
Si e toata lumea intre noi
Rani atatea am ca un cal in ham
Care trage greu un car de spini
Si-am sa merg la targ si-am sa-mi vand cu sarg
Toate ranile la cabotini
          R: Ce a fost, a fost, Ce va fi, va fi, Uite c-a venit, Ultima zi
Ne mintim mereu, unul - tu sau eu
Are-n mana ultimul atu
Trec la suferinzi, murumur in oglinzi
La adio, la adio tu
Nu se mai aud pasari de la sud
Un curent polar nestrabatut
Ca-ntr-un trist halou iti rostesc din nou
La adio, la adio tu

November 4, 2010

Drowsy Birds, lyrics by Eminescu

Mihai Eminescu (1850-1889) is considered Romania's national poet and he represents Romanian spirituality. Nicolae Iorga, The Romanian historian, considers Eminescu "the Godfather of the modern Romanian language". His proper name was Mihai Eminovici and his poems and prose comprise a large variety of themes, from nature and love to mystic, history and social commentary and have been translated in over 60 languages. 150 years after his birth, The Year 2000 was declared "Eminescu Year" by Romania's Government and also was declared "Year 2000 UNESCO Poet-of-the-Year" - with the intention that his "legend" to become a reference point for Romanian culture and for its reception abroad.
I'll share some of his poems, hoping that I'll offer you a glimpse into the magic of my native land and a large sight about the musicality and beauty of Romanian poetry.

" Drowsy Birds / Somnoroase pasarele" poem was published first time in Eminescu's volume "Poesii" in  December 1883.

Drowsy birds - Swans

                  Lyrics by Mihai Eminescu, Translation by Corneliu M Popescu.

SwansDrowsy birds at even gliding,
Round about their nests alight,
In among the branches hiding...
Dear, good night!

Silence through the forest creeping,
Lullaby the river sighs;
In the garden flowers sleeping...
Shut your eyes!

Glides the swan among the rushesGlides the swan among the rushes
To its rest where moonlight gleams,
And the angels' whisper hushes...
Peaceful dreams!

O'er the sky stars without number,
On the earth a silver light;
All is harmony and slumber...
Dear, good night!

Mihai Eminescu - Eternal Longing, Impossible Love

Somnoroase pasarele
By Mihai Eminescu
Glides the swans among the rushes
Somnoroase pãsãrele
Pe la cuiburi se adunã,
Se ascund în rãmurele -
Noapte bunã!

Doar izvoarele suspinã,
Pe când codrul negru tace;
Dorm si florile-n grãdinã -
Dormi în pace!

Drowsy birds - Glides the swan

Trece lebeda pe ape
între trestii sã se culce -
Fie-ti ângerii aproape,
Somnul dulce!

Peste-a noptii feerie
Se ridicã mândra lunã,
Totu-i vis si armonie -
Noapte bunã!

Enjoy `Somnoroase Pasarele`, singing Romanian Chamber Choir "Madrigal"

November 3, 2010

European Agricultural Funds for Romanian Rural Development

The European Union Rural Development Policy helps to achieve valuable goals for countryside and for the people who live and work there. The investments in Romanian Rural Area can also use Common European Agricultural Funds in all the projects based on European Rural Development Policy (not only structural funds described in my other post about European Structural Funds).
The European funds for rural development are equally addressed to small farmers, farmer's associations, young people, small and medium sized enterprises from the agricultural and forestry sectors,  processing units and local administrations. The beneficiaries will hand in their financing request, then projects will be analyzed, approved, the finance contracts will be signed and then will be implemented the projects.

The European Common Agricultural Funds are encouraging Romanian Rural Investments for increasing the competitiveness of agricultural and foodstuff sectors, environmental protection and social development:
1. European Agriculture Fund for Rural Development (EAFRD) - Fondul European Agricol pentru Dezvoltare Rurala(FEADR)
Under the European Council Regulation (EC) no. 1698/2005 rural development policy for 2007-2013 is focused on three axes:
- Improving the competitiveness of agriculture and forestry;
- Improving the environment and the countryside;
- Improving the quality of life in rural areas and encouraging diversification of rural economic activity.
2. European Fisheries Fund (EFF) -  Fondul European de Pescuit (FEP)
Under the European Commission Regulation (EC) no. 498/2007 and the rules from the European Council Regulation (EC) no. 1698/2005, these funds  can be used to promote a modern, dynamic and competitive aquaculture sector and to ensure a sustainable fishery sector.
The strategic objectives of the Fishery Operational Programme are:
- Modernization and maintenance of a minimum fishing fleet for the sustainable operating of aquaculture resources of the Black Sea
- Development of aquaculture units, fishing in inner waters and diversification of fishing products
- Setting up a basis for the infrastructure development and reorganization of the fishing sector
- Sustainable development and improvement of the living standard in fishing areas.

The funds for rural development are handled by the Paying Agency for Rural Development and Fisheries (APDRP / Agentia de Plati pentru Dezvoltare Rurala si Pescuit) and all applications must be submitted in Romanian (according with the information provided, we are talking about organic farms, production of bio-fuels, obtain and use energy from renewable energy sources, conservation on biodiversity, water and soil protection, rural tourism projects..., but if you are interested by one specific area, you should request information from APRDP staff by the phone 021-3101635 or in writing to the email address ). The National Plan for Rural Development (NRDP) is convergent with Romanian National Reforms Programme (NRP) and with European principles and priorities. For the NRDP were allocated EUR7.5 billions from EAFRD and EUR231 millions from the EFF, these funds being correlated with other European Funds included in Romanian National Strategic Reference Framework (NSRF) 2007-2010. 
A consolidated and completed description of this programme is available on the Romanian Ministry of Agriculture and Rural Development (MADR Ministerul Agriculturii si Dezvoltarii Rurale)   website, in English:  National Plan for Rural Development (NRDP) 2007-2013  and in Romanian  Programul National de Dezvoltare Rurala 2007-2013 - versiunea consolidata in iunie 2010.