Curge Apa Calda
Ce Buna este viata
cu curge apa calda
Nu am stiut
te-am pierdut de tine
Deci, trebuie sa iti zic acum:
Mi-ador de tine multe tare!
In honor of having working running hot water now in my home, and of the dirty water flowing out of my home in the appropriate manner, and in honor of Mihai Eminescu's Day (the poet), I have been inspired to attempt to write some poems =)
Sa Curge Gine!Curge, curge, te-am cerut pana Vara
si ma-am ascultat si i-ai facut umed tavana
mai ai facut: bucartarie, hol, si baie
ai curs dupa din sus asa multe
Mai ai curs din jos inapoi-e
Imi pare rau
Nu ne-am inteles bine
Ce felicita pot sa fiu
Daca poti sa curge gine!
So, in terms of not having running hot water, sure I was saving a load of money by not having to pay for the electricity of heating the water, but I've come to learn this about myself: I would take an extra job to be able to afford running hot water. It is really that important to me.
Lots of people in my commune don't have this luxury still, and I am sad for them more than ever now.
Here's the translation of my attempts at poetry, and I'll try to translate the rhymes over too:
Running Hot Water
Life is a wonder
when you have running hot water
I didn't have a clue
how much I'd miss you
So now you have to hear me say
I'll treasure you for the rest of my days
To Flow Well!
Flow, flow, I begged you over Summer
and you heard my plea and so began the disaster
you dripped from the ceiling,
then from the kitchen, the hall, and then the bathroom
Yet pouring down from above that much wasn't enough
to satisfy me, so that you started to flow up
I'm sorry
Because this was not how I wanted it to be
I'd be forever-more so happy
If you would just flow normally!
(I admit, my English translations are way better, so I'll inflict this torture only on special occasions).
