Dragonflies
by Alexandru Macedonski (1854-1920)

Many dragonflies so graceful

Wing in summer air fine,

Wearing their tiny stays,

Bringing back our hope so peaceful

Graciously on their wings ashine:

 

Summer days, my dragonflies.

 

Transformation everywhere,

Poetry and many twinkles,

And below the solar praise:

Fresh the delta, rosy air,

What a charming, lovely bliss!

 

Dragonflies, my summer days.

 

Translated by Monica Manolachi

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