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Din mici sicrie ale muntilor strigate
Lacrimile pamantului, doua picaturi Misuna de aici, incolo, spre bolti celeste Umerii imi ard, ai Atlas-ului mangaieri. Canta-mi o poteca, draga Euridice Sunt eu, al tau nici sfant, nici Zeu. Zambetul sa ti-l crucifice, Cu harpa-mi tot te caut, sunt eu. Iubitul tau, Orfeu.
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