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Why in my soul [De ce în al meu suflet]
Why in my soul I carry
The death when go ahead,
Why is my speech so empty
And why my eye is dead?
Why is my head deserted
My life so sad and dry?
And why are you the person
Who always asks me why?
poem
by
Octavian Cocoş
, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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