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Te las sa-mi furi inima,
Timid sa o unesti cu a ta. In bataile lor Sa cante linistea. A ta voce suna bland Soptind cautari. A ta liniste aduce Regasiri de dragoste. Ma simt bine in toamna. In toamna te-am cunoscut. Astept caderi de frunze Sa te vad printre ele. Inima iti apartine Cu tot cu retrairi. Inima asteapta sa-i intorci Imbratisarile toamnei. Mi-ai furat inima In caderi de frunze. In schimb eu ti-am furat buzele, Ascunzandu-le in saruturi. In toamna nori se aduna. Daca e sa ploua, atunci sa ploua. Inima furata iti apartine. Stropi marunti ne uda.
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