Vasile Șeicaru

Actorul

Vasile Șeicaru
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Romanian
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English

Actorul

Actorul a ieşit în stradă
să-şi cumpere ceva salam,
Era în haine de paradă
ca voievod peste un neam.
Printre maşini, printre tramvaie,
actorul se grăbea, firesc,
părea să vină-un nor de ploaie;
perucile se dezlipesc.
 
O, biet actor!
O, biet artist!
Rolurile mor,
viaţa e un teatru trist!
O, biet actor!
O, biet artist!
Rolurile mor,
viaţa e un teatru trist!
 
Şi când s-a aşezat la coadă
cu paloş, mantie şi scut
deodată, oamenii din stradă
ca voievod l-au cunoscut.
S-au dat deoparte cu sfială,
mulţimea toată murmura
văzându-i hainele de gală
"Să ne trăieşti, măria ta!"
 
O, biet actor!
O, biet artist!
Rolurile mor,
viaţa e un teatru trist!
O, biet actor!
O, biet artist!
Rolurile mor,
viaţa e un teatru trist!
 
Republicani, mă rog, cu toţii
descoperiseră alt mod
de-a da cuvânt la noi emoţii
şi se-nchinau la voievod
Dar ploaia a venit deodată
şi ei văzând cu ochii lor
întreaga-i faţă demachiată
i-au aruncat un fel de plată:
"Lăsaţi-l dracu', e-un actor!..."
 
O, biet actor!
O, biet artist!
Rolurile mor,
viaţa e un teatru trist!
O, biet actor!
O, biet artist!
Rolurile mor,
viaţa e un teatru trist!
 

The actor

The actor went down the streets
to buy some salami
he wore his parade suit
like an emperor on a land.
Throgh the cars, through the trams,
the actor was rushing, of course
a rain cloud seemed to come
wigs are ungluing...
 
Oh, poor actor!
Oh, poor artist!
Roles are dying,
life is a sad theatre!
Oh, poor actor!
Oh, poor artist!
Roles are dying,
life is a sad theatre!
 
And when he got in the line
with sword, cape and shield,
suddenly, the people on the street
recognized him as a ruler.
They shyly stepped aside,
the whole crowd murmured
seeing his gala clothes
"Long live, your majesty!"
 
Oh, poor actor!
Oh, poor artist!
Roles are dying,
life is a sad theatre!
Oh, poor actor!
Oh, poor artist!
Roles are dying,
life is a sad theatre!
 
Republicans, as they all are
found another way
to give voice to new emotions
and worshiped the emperor.
But the rain came suddenly
and they, seeing with their own eyes,
her whole face was cleansed
they threw him some kind of payment:
"Fuck him, he's an actor! ..."
 
Oh, poor actor!
Oh, poor artist!
Roles are dying,
life is a sad theatre!
Oh, poor actor!
Oh, poor artist!
Roles are dying,
life is a sad theatre!
 
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