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E frig ,afar-a nins aseara
Totul e trist pe strada mea, Numai in mine-i primavara Iubesc pe cineva. Desi mie viata doar un chin Si toate impotriva mi-s, Parfumul ei de trandafir Ma face sa respir. Iubesc, si sint pierdut in farmec Iubesc, si ma gindesc la ea, I-o bucurie fara margini E tot ce viata-mi poate da. Ea e speranta unei clipe Emotia unei trairi, Emotia unei explozii Intr-o scinteie de destin. E zina mea , e viata mea E totul pentru mine Acum eu stiu, e doar a mea Iubeste-ma, iubire
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