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Ma doare gindu-ti greu si stins
In timpla neagra-a albelor-mi simtiri Patruns de mine dorm mortii-n cimitiri, Eu nu mai cred in paradis. Ma dor paminturi sub talpi greoaie, A putrezit si sufletu-mi in tine, Cazut-a cerul peste noi, Eu nu mai cred in mine. Eu nu mai crsd in paradis, Eu nu mai cred in mine, Sculat-au mortii dintr-un vis Adoarme-ma pe mine.
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