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Constantin si Elena Page #6
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- 2009
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One evening I said: "Well,
I'll take it tomorrow"
And the next day my hands
and legs hurt really bad.
I am addicted to them now.
- Yes.
- I must take them all the time.
Oh... I'll change the subject.
You know, above my bed, on the wall, I
have the carpet you gave me at my wedding.
And I was trying to remember
the names of the flowers on it.
I wanted to tell my girls about each
flower, but I couldn't remember.
I am not sure which are the poppies, the irises...
as you taught me.
- I just can't remember.
- Well, I can tell you now.
For a long time I have gathered
Colour by colour,
And with them I sew together
The proudest flower.
From the golden-yellow thread,
With a very skilful hand,
With pink and fiery red,
With a very careful hand,
I made the prettiest poppy of all,
Dressed up for a fancy Ball.
Blue is the proud thread I use
To sew the morning glory.
Flower near flower, my friends,
Forget-me-not's and violets.
For the Lily of the Valley,
I use the pure white thread,
Same for the gallant snowdrop,
Which from snow shows it's head.
And many, many singing birds,
I sew of my magic color,
If you look more carefully,
You'd say that they warble.
I worked a long time,
I love weaving a carpet,
From Oltenia or Moldavia,
I put my heart and soul in it,
Because it's from Romania.
But the most precious of all flowers,
Are my sweet grandchildren.
I hold the youngest in my arms
And sing a song almost forgotten.
And I hold her until she wakes,
While the others carefully listen.
The little girl plays with my hair,
With her soft hand, so tiny,
Then she whispers in my ear:
"Why is your hair white, dear granny?"
I answer her heavy-hearted:
"There are many winters in my life"
"My joys are now rare
And there're snowflakes in my hair"
The girl bows her head,
I ask her:
"Are you sad?"She doesn't say a word, my dear,
And I quietly wipe a lonely tear.
See? These are the flowers.
Grandma's flowers.
The most beautiful of all.
The most precious.
Did you really sadden, my dear?
An engineer, as puny as me,
but without my three bellies, said:
"Sir, are you Mr. Vinca?"
"I am"
"From this moment on you work for us"
He left me speechless.
Let's cut that cake.
- We two can go to the other room, to...
- No, let's all stay here.
Put the cat down.
... As I said, he left me speechless.
I'll finish. And he took me to a booth...
On a building site, you know?
- Were they building the Savinesti factory?
- Yes.
- Were they just starting to build it?
- Yes.
- How far are you with the story?
- We have quite a way to go...
- When he was just a young lad.
- They had just started to build Savinesti...
And so, I stayed there, I studied there,
Then I was hired as an electrician,
I got into the electricians' school.
- Where did you study?
- In Savinesti, afterwards in Piatra... for one year.
Then one more year at a
specialized school...
You should see my grade book: straight A's!
So you worked in Savinesti
until retirement?
- What?
- Did you retire there?
No, I was hired to build the hospital
in Piatra, and I worked there.
He retired from there...
- Now, you tell us a story, dear.
- Yes, tell us.
Take the woodbed.
But without this blanket.
As you wish.
- Can you carry it, darling?
- Of course.
- You better come back for it...
- No, I'll take it now.
The door, please.
Let's give granny a kiss, shall we?
- Hurry, she'll start sweating.
- Yes, let's go.
Bye-bye.
God bless you, and keep you healthy.
Kisses. Bye-bye, great-grandmother.
Let me kiss her.
Stay healthy so you can make the dowry.
God help me.
And sing to my daughters.
Take very good care.
God help us go on.
Ah, what a wind!
A cold, ugly wind...
- Winter is coming.
- Yes...
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