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deşi sunt puţin cam ca toate lucrurile
lume, care se schimbă sub-mă de mână
adevărata mea dragoste de la ea a crescut de pernă
a lungul unui râu parte
vechi de vest, în timp vechi
a spus ea
de până luncile de la bogat cu porumb
aici nu cade lumina
atunci când, plin de cald si dornici de dragoste
şansă plin de ură ce fura din neatenţie
ca o lumânare albă
nu există nici o scape de râu
lo! 'tis o gală de noapte

 



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