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Ma mingiie surisul tau
Pe ploapele ce-mi stau sa cada, Si-mi cinta inima in piept Desi-i tirziu si-i frig afara. Gindul imi zboara catre tine Si te privesc cum dormi usor, Cum ginguri vorbe fara vlaga In somnul tau ce-i si al meu. Mi-e bine sa te stiu cu mine Cu tot ce ai sa-mi fi a mea, Mi-e sufletul acum lumina Desi doar noaptea-i prinsa-n stea. Sint fericit,desi-s departe De tine suflet cald si bun, Sint fericit in miez de noapte Caci te iubesc ca un nebun.
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