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Doua aratari
ciudate dintr-o carte de povesti.
Incercand sa-mi
fie bine
Te-nvatam
sa ma iubesti.
Sus era
cerul albastru
Prea departe
sa-l cuprind.
Legana pe
el un astru
Care-apuse
stralucing.
Mai tarziu,
dupa furtuna
Incercam sa
te gasesc
Alergand ca
o nebuna
Dupa visul
tineresc.
A ramas o
amintire
Dulce-amara,
undeva,
Un ciob
trist de stralucire
Cu parfum
de-al altcuiva.
***
It was just you and me
Two strange illustrations from a storybook.
Trying to make me well
I was teaching you to love me.
Up was the blue sky
Too far away for me to grasp
A star hung on it
That set away brightly.
Later, after the storm
I was trying to find you
Running like a madwoman
After the youthful dream.
Remained a memory
Bittersweet, somewhere,
A sad shard of glow
With someone else's perfume.
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