Călugărul din vechiul schit
The hermit from the old retreat
O zi la el m-a găzduit
A day he hosted as we speak
Şi de-ale lumii mi-a vorbit
of worldly matters
Şi de amar, şi de iubit
bitter love
Când am plecat, l-am întrebat
On taking leave I did him probe
Ce dor te-a ascuns, te-a îndemnat
what hidden call made him en robe
Să-ți cauți loc printre sihaştri ?
and seek safe haven with the guys?
El mi-a răspuns: „Doi ochi albaştri”
His answer was: “Those two blue eyes”.
Călugărul din vechiul schit
The hermit from the old retreat
În dor ascuns a-nebunit
in hidden grief his mind did fleet
Şi-atunci prietenii lui buni
and then his closest friends contrived
L-au dus la casa de nebuni
for him in madhouse to survive.
L-am revăzut, l-am întrebat:
A second time we met, I asked:
Printre nebuni ce-ai căutat ?
What did you seek in the outcast?
Eu te ştiam printre sihaştri
I knew you dwelling in the skies;
El mi-a răspuns: „Doi ochi albaştri”
His answer was: “Those two blue eyes”.
Călugărul din vechiul schit
The hermit from the old retreat
De-acelaşi dor a şi murit
of grief his heart just stopped to beat
Iar la mormânt, printre sihaştri
and at the grave among the cries
Plângeau amar doi ochi albaştri
tears flowing from blue eyes.