Why did I chose you? Because your eyes are deeper than the Jondal Valley. Because you are happy loving one man only. Because my unborn sons already want you as their mother. Because I’d like to have you on vigil by my deathbed. Because looking inside me didn’t give you a vertigo. Because you chose me and saw the Idea in me!
If you are a man
by Grigore Vieru
If you are a man, don’t shed tears, but shed your blood in the midst of the forlorn crowd. Not the mild flicker of the candlelight, but sparkling lightning carry in your hands. And your word should be fully felt by your mother and children, by laboring grass. If you are a man in your corner of land, at the margin of your Country, in the midst of the forlorn crowd!