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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2010-07-19 | [This text should be read in romana] | Turbat ma simt de dorul ce m-apasa Sint un strain ce merge in pustiu, Nu mai am glas si vreau s-ajung acasa Sa te gasesc acolo ,cu mine sa te stiu. Prin zile fara sens inot aiurea Si nimeni nu ma poate intelege, Cu-n zimbet fals imi tot tirasc pieirea In falsa-mi viata ce suspin culege. Ma simt sfirsit, privirea mi-e pierduta Si orizonturi nu mai pot vedea, La tine mi-e speranta, tu vino ma saruta Salveaza-ma iubire, si fi mereu a mea.
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