Poetry - Roses don't know anymore by Daniel Puia-Dumitrescu

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Roses don\'t know anymore
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by Daniel Puia-Dumitrescu [Zeu deghizat ]

2004-05-04 |

Literary Translation - Translations of classic and original poetry and other materials This text is a follow-up |

Is such a long time since you've been here for the last time!

I don't remember how the roses look like,
Nobody gives me anymore.

I can't even feel their scent,
Since I don't have what to feel.

I can't even remember when you told me for the last time:
"Roses never die".

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