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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589892" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song to my mother [Cântec pentru mama]</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589892" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You were so miserable, my dear mother, <br>In winter, summer, on the grass, through slime,<br>When cold was bitter or when heat was coming<br>I saw you walking barefoot all the time. </a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589892" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You never worn a vestment looking nicely,<br>You only had a jacket made of hide,<br>But even that I know for sure that only<br>At festivals you put on without pride!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589892" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">You were like this as far as I remember<br>And went on foot along the dusty road.<br>You didn't travel in the cart for fearing<br>That bullocks would then toil with too much load.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=589892" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I'm sorry that your life did not last longer<br>And you were hasty to return to clay,<br>What shoes I'd bring you now, my dearest mother,<br>And what a lovely coat you'd wear today!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Virgil+Carianopol">Virgil Carianopol</a></strong>, translated by Octavian Cocoş</div>

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