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Ati plecat si m-ati uitat intre ziduri;
Era frig in cetate Si iarna ma imbratisa Ca o mama vitrega. Am sapat in zapada Cautand caldura pamantului Viata ma privea de departe Zambind nepasatoare... Ati plecat si nu v-ati uitat in urma Prieteni dragi si grabiti Iar daca va-ntrebati de va mai iubesc Va spun ca nimic nu s-a schimbat, Sunt tot eu. Sa nu lasati dorul sa va cuprinda Nici remuscari,nici pareri de rau Veti trece prin iarna apriga si fara mine, Iar in primavara nimeni n-o sa-mi simta lipsa Primavara e frumoasa, Chiar si fara Dumnezeu.
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