I woke up
went out
washed my eyes with water
crossed myself before the icons
dressed in a white smock
ran to the church
stepped on the threshold of the doorway
nobody in the world saw me
nobody in the world heard me
only the charm-sayers
and the sorceresses.
They blazed out
and glared out
took me out of the village
dressed me in a snake skin
smeared me with tar and fuel oil
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made me the world's laughingstock.
I shouted
I wailed
nobody in the world heard me
nobody in the world saw me
only Mary, holy Mary
heard and saw me.
She climbed down leaning on a staff of gold
took me by the hand
led me on Abraham's trail
seated me by Jordan's well
put the call of the cuckoo in my mouth
so the world listened to me as if to a nightingale
so the whole world looked at me
she dressed me in garments of love.
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I set out on the road
sick people looked at me
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children climbed over the fence
old women forgot their kerchiefs
old men their caps
and children their belts.
All asked:
— Who is that?
— The beautiful Voduleasa
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the chosen hetmaness.
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Forever let her be so
let the whole world caress her.
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