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In micul orasel uitat de lume,
Chem amintirile sa se adune, Aici pentru prima data am iubit, Si-am crezut ca va fi asa la infinit. Mi-e dor de vremea de demult, De aripi,de avant.. Pana si nucul a-mbatranit, Dar sub umbra lui multe generatii s-au iubit... Aici,in micul orasel uitat de lume, Au mai ramas batrani,batrane... In amintirea a ce-a fost, Ei spun mereu ca nostalgia are rost.
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