Constantin si Elena Page #3

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hearing with one ear...

But it's not just you!

With one deaf ear, ah?

Do YOU hear with one ear?

- No, I hear with both ears.

- You do, but you hear less.

If nothing else, my hearing is OK.

I hear pretty well, too,

but I don't understand much.

It's just not clear...

When I listen to the news...

I only hear... and understand that lady...

...Gabriela. Vranceanu-Firea.

I can understand everything she's saying.

The others don't make sense to me.

- Look how beautiful it is!

- Didn't I tell you...

I'll clean it again, after

you put the wire...

I leave these glasses here

and go out with the black ones.

I go see if that wire fits.

If it doesn't, I'll think

of something else.

Check on the cows.

See if they're alright...

Make sure the calf doesn't

suck his mother dry.

Spring

Come on, get out, you ugly cat!

Here.

- Don't you sing to her?

- Sorry?

- You don't sing to her, like usual?

- What?

To the cow, when milking

her, don't you sing?

I didn't understand.

I asked if you don't sing anymore,

when you milk the cows.

- Sing to her?

- Yes, so that she'll give you her milk.

We praise You, God...

I sat many days at my window

Waiting for you to pass by.

But you went some other way, Gheorghita,

Our paths didn't cross... Good bye!

Had you come, I would've told you many,

Many things I had inside.

I gathered for you feelings plenty

That would have made you

change your mind...

Next time you come, believe me,

Grab my waist passionately,

Hold my head against your chest,

And then kiss me with no rest!

We were once young...

Nice to remember our youth's songs.

- We weren't young!

- Of course we were!

We were all worn out from working.

Yes, we were, but we had courage...

strength...

While now, I weave these for our funerals.

Our youth was only on Sundays,

when we went to the dances. To the balls.

- But we did have the dances, the balls...

- Yes, those were nice.

- The girls came with their mothers...

- So they did.

Our mothers were holding our jackets

while we were...

Nowadays, you see, girls sit in bars,

smoking cigarettes...

No one listens to "mummy" or "daddy" now.

In truth, it was better when we were young.

Home! Now!

Home, ugly duck! Or else...

All these TV shows are

just a bunch of lies!

They want us to believe

that all that is true!

They're trying to fool us.

- Why do you watch it if you don't like it?

- I do like it, but why do they lie?

I watch it because I like it.

This is an art, made by talented men, you know.

What's to like about it?

You don't have to believe

everything you see.

You told me not to start this set of carpets.

Didn't I finish them?

- What?

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