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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2009-11-15 | [This text should be read in romana] | Se vad carai de raze printre brazi Si-mi pare ca-mi suride cerul, Privesc la raza ce-i spre mine azi Ea imi zimbeste, ca asa-i e felul. Ea e prea mica si nu stie Ca-n suflet nu am numai soare, Ea imi suride si-mi zimbeste Ea stie doar ca-i sarbatoare. Stau in genunchi pe frunze ude In dimineata asta fara tine, Iar aburi incalziti de raze Imi spun ca poate totusi iti e bine. Sint trist, si inima mi-e trista Caci trista esti,si nu sint linga tine, Sint trist si inima mie trista Ca doar o raza-i linga mine.
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