un gand catre micul meu print

Ma gandeam in urma cu doua minute cum ca un singur adult imi aminteste mie de Micul Print. :) Ma gandesc adesea la asta! Uneori ii pot auzi rasul curat, de dincolo de ocean... atat de limpede si de clar! Cu parul lui de aur, cu tonul copilariei in glas, cu intelepciunea simplitatii si a sinceritatii in priviri si in zambet! Si nici nu m-am gandit eu bine la accentul lui care mi-e atat de drag si la felul in care imi pronunta numele, ca fix in clipa aia dau click si... SURPIZA!!! :)))))

Little Prince (english translation)

On my planet, which is just a little larger than me,
There are only three volcanoes and grass and nothing more.
I watch the sunset forty-three times a day.
Please draw me a lamb it will be like a brother to me.

My planet lacks even toads
But has a plenty of baobab seeds.
If a baobab grows here, Ill die of melancholy,
And my planet will be torn to pieces by the baobab roots.

There is a fantastically beautiful flower on my planet,
It has thorns, but they are not a barrier for power,
And my brother-lamb will eat it, having understood nothing.
Please draw an armor for my flower.

Im a little prince.
Im so lonely
In the sea of passions,
In the world of anxiety.
I have seen many planets already,
But none of them turned out to be better than mine.

I have got tired of my planet and decided to flow away
Together with migratory birds
In order to see the world.
I was flying above the Earth, rising higher and higher.
I was shouting to them, but nobody heard me.

The surrounding world is full of thriving lie, vanity, and vices,
And everybody has a fixed time for life.
My fairy flower turned out to be an ordinary rose,
And the lines of my wonderful verses were just a prose.

Im a little prince.
Im so lonely
In the sea of passions,
In the world of anxiety.
I have seen many planets already,
But none of them turned out to be better than mine.