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Cherished letters [Scrisori iubite]
Old letters, which to me were dear,
Today, when sun is shining bright,
I bow my head trying to hear
Your silent words that bring delight.
I used to be immersed in bliss,
Today, I have a weary brow,
I wonder, though, where is she now?
What has become of that sweet miss?
We loved each other with all might,
But now I have before my eyes
Only a pile of bloody lies
Tied with a thread to keep them tight...
poem
by
George Topîrceanu
, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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