"As the entity of God has melt in the endlessness of the Universe, and the whole suffering of the people has vibrated and is still vibrating nowadays on those four strings of the rebel Porumbescian Ballad, the same way those two beings, Doina and Ion, have become legendary, have melt in sufferings of this land, and we, in our turn, see ourselves more clearly the proper being hurt in the mirror of their incomparable gift. The Artist can not invent joy, neither pain of its nation.
That was understood by Doina and Ion. They have not invented anything, they just have burnt away in their song."
Grigore VIERU, poet
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