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IruMpe - Erupts (English translation)

IruMpe! Ascultă-l cum sună cum rupe prelate prelaţilor mască umple de viaţă şi vene şi coaste! Ascultă-i dar pulsul venit chiar din soare - bilă de flăcări şi hrană şi moarte şi toate şi vânt şi mişcare! Ascultă-i dar viaţa în pieptul de gheaţă auzi cum îţi spune că n-ai cum răpune o ţară oricât ai rupe şi graniţi de-ai pune oricâtă otravă împrăştii câtă ocară! E-un EM de la mamă în verbul acesta. Ascultă-l mai bine: iruMpe. Ascultă-l cum vine din murmur în tunet: iruMpe şi-atunci, izbucnind în lumină copiii din mame zidite ţărâna străveche şi sarea şi marea şi zarea foc se vor face. Ascultă-l, ascultă-l mai bine! Ascultă-l mai bine: iruMpe. English translation: IruMpe - Erupts Note 1: The Romanian word is my own creation, starting from "irupe", which means 'erupts', I added the M letter in the middle, this "m" comes from mother. Phonetically it should be something like "eroomp-e", final "e" is pronounced like the first "e" from the word "everything". Erupts! Listen to how it sounds how it tears the tarpaulins of the prelates' masks, how it fills with life both veins and ribs! Listen to its pulse coming right from the sun- ball of flames and food and death and everything and wind and movement! Listen to its life in your chest of ice. Do you hear how it tells you that you can't destroy a country no matter how much you tear and how many borders you put no matter how much poison you spread how much disgrace! There's an “em” from the ‘Mother’ in this verb. Listen to it better: iruMpe. And then, bursting into light the children from the sacrificed mothers built into walls the ancient dust and salt and sea and horizon fire will become. Your melted soles and bodies will no longer hold. Listen to it, listen to it better! Note 2: Regarding the sacrificed mothers built into walls, there is a Romanian old ballad, 'Manole's Ballad', that speaks about the price a builder had to pay in order to build a fine church because whatever he was building during daytime, it would fall apart during the night. The incredible price this mason had to pay was his own loving and pregnant wife. He had this told in a dream and he acted accordingly, burying her (and their unborn child) alive into the walls of the church.