On a mountain peak.
High above. Just the two of us.
Thus: when I am with you
I feel overwhelmingly close
to the sky.
that it feels as if, should I shout
to the horizon – your name –
I would hear its echo
cast back from the blue canopy.
Just the two of us.
– Lucian Blaga, High Above, Romania, 1919, you can find the original here.