Luyện nghe bài hát Glasul Artei Viitoare

Strainule ce bati la poarta de unde vii si esti?
Strainule de lumea noastra, de unde vii,
Prin care lumi traisi cosmarul nepovestitelor
Si-n care stea gasisi decoloratei nebunii?

"De unde vin? De unde pot veni, cind
plini de regrete si par 2 candele-aprinse
in cripta poeti?"

Priviti gol, caci calea-mi fuse-atit de lunga
Si-n calea mea-ntilnii pe rind pe
Citi vrura sa va podoabe noi ce nu se vind
Pe cei ce vrura sa spre mai bine
indepartat intrezarit
In armoniile dintr-un sfirsit si-un infinit.

"De unde vin? Eu vin din lumea creata dincolo de
Din lumea-n n-a fost nimeni din voi"

Deschideti poarta dar, veniti in meu degraba
Porniti cu mine-mpreuna spre lumea-n nu-s
castele cu punti si santuri
ruginite porti de-arama la care bat cei noi sositi
Veniti cu cit mai e vreme si mai puteti cinta!

Veniti, sa V-aprind in suflet stinselor faclii
Si-n versuri fantasmagoria si vraja magii
Iar cinturile voastre cu care azi cersiti o
Sa le cunun cu stralucirea de miine

Dar poarta a ramas inchisa la artei viitoare!

[English translate: Chant Of 'Morrow's

Oh, stranger, who's knocking on the
Who are you, and where are you
Oh, stranger to our
Answer, where do you come

Where have you been the nightmare
Of these stories...?
And in which star have you found
The colour of our madness?

..."Where I come Where could I come from,
when my eyes, of sadness and regrets,
look like two glowing
in the of the dead poets!!!"

Behold, naked I am now, as I've a long way
I've been encountering, one by one, all those,
- who wanted to jewels, that cannot be sold...
- who to lead the world towards "better times"
towards that horizon...
...within the harmony between end and infinity...

"Where do I come from? I come from the world beyond
from the world, no one of you has ever been before!!!"

So open up the gates, all around me
And we'll together towards the world
Where no castles and bridges exist, nor ditches...
Nor corroded porches, which newcomers knock at
yet, while time's not up and you still may chant

Come now, let me set ablaze the xtinguished torches in your
Its and the spell of new magiks,
And those chants, you're today for bread with
I shall put with the glowing of 'morrow's aurorae...

Though, the are still closed to the chant of 'future art...