The time for hide ‘n’ seek is not yet up,
the last, later the first has not showed up
the time for peek ‘a’ boo is not done for
and we still grope for what’s been always and of yore
the hora dancers wid’n their circle round
the lay lighten the hope of this one – blind and dumb

I can hear it from the distance is it treat or is it tree
impatience’s great and all the kids’ time is soon to flee
and you can hear wire briar limber lock
tick ‘n’ tack I count the flock
‘f guesses gassed of wasted west as all the rest
is wait over a cuckoo’s nest

time mimics space, the space’s all lost
the chase pursues the shadow in the past

time teaches us – life is a hopscotch
come cast the stone, you’ll be a man as such

a great one

the hora dancers wid’n their circle round
the lay lighten the hope of this one – blind and dumb

I can hear it from the distance is it treat or is it tree
impatience’s great and all the kids’ time is soon to flee
and you can hear wire briar limber lock
tick ‘n’ tack I count the flock
‘f guesses gassed of wasted west as all the rest
is wait over a cuckoo’s nest

the hora dancers wid’n their circle round
the lay lighten the hope of this one – blind and dumb


[English version by Chris Tanasescu]