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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2010-01-08 | [This text should be read in romana] | Tresar la clipa ce-o sa vina Si patul gindului astern, Calatoresc pe praf de stele Acolo unde-o sa te-asez. Abia stept sa aprind focul In lumea noastra de povesti, Sa te ating sa-ti simt mirosul Parfumul tau, sa-l regasesc. Ingeri vor sta la geamul nostru Iar aripile lor batind, Ne vor atinge in visare Sa ne nu ne despartim nicind. Matasea pielii calde-ti mingii Si ochii nu ii mai deschid, A mea esti tu acum minune Si na-i sa mai imi pleci, nicind.
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