La voi acuma, voi suflete-amagite Si ca sa va ard fierea, o, l invoc Blestemul mizantropic, cu vnata lui Ca sa va scriu pe frunte, ce se-nfiara Cu ars n foc...
O, mndria n vinele stocite, n ochii de moarte, pe frunti nvinetite De snge Ce am de-alege oare n seaca-va Ce foc se stinge, ce drept fara sa-mi minta O, oameni de vii
Vedeti cum crapa urna, renvie Cum murmura cu glas de batalie Roman Cum umbrele se-mbraca cu zale Si carunte le-nalta de departe Un Cesar, un
Cad putredele tronuri n marea de Se sfarma cu lantul de sclavie Si sceptrele de n doua parti Infernul deschide Spre-a-ncapea cu mia hde ce pier
O, sfinte firi Ce faceati (valul sa cnte, ce puneati) sa cnte(zboare) Ce creati o alta pe asta lume de noroi (Noi tot la pravul, azi in noi mani in ruina,) Prosti si genii, mic si mare, sunet, sufletul, Toate-s praf, lumea-I cum este... si ca sntem noi.
Si stau si caut, ca uliul care cata n de viata dezbracata Un spre-a-l sfsia...
[English translation: Earth Us]
To you I now descend, oh you, souls. And to purge sorrow, you forlorn spirits, The I shall invoke The misanthropic curse, with its sordid, purple To your forehead, instead of cattlebrand iron burnt in fire
In vain will pride be seethed in veins up and scorched In death-swallowed eyeballs, on foreheads By blood that died What can I ever chose your exhausted entity No free from dying, no undeceiving right Oh, you men walking
See, how urns now burst, the resurrect Alike the past, which murmurs with the Of the roman See the far-off shadows, they dress in steely And raise their noble foreheads that gone Great traian and cesar
The rotten thrones are crumbling swept by waters The rulers iron scepters, the heavy chain of Together are now The of the inferno outrageously wide-opened Engulfing now by thousands the filthy, depraved Of grim who perish
Oh, visionary minds, who set the stars to sing... Who create another on this realms of mud and grime Fools and wise, young and old, sound, and light All is dust, the like this, and so we all are