Song In The Night

Lucian Blaga, 1961

Rocks in my way, always rocks.
No one shows me in the dark.
Up to you there’s not one rock
That still wants to be a rung.

There are rocks and only rocks.
On my wishful path at night,
Hard to please so hard to please
Is the God of rocks tonight.

Long is my way, hour’s high.
Praying God and keep on praying,
Moon to help me in the night
So i get to you my darling.