I left... [Am plecat...]
I left, didn't look behind,
Without grieving too much time,
To erase you from my mind,
To forget your love sublime.
And I followed the world's ways
Without purpose I strolled by,
Didn't miss the good old says,
For we parted didn't cry.
If I spent a long time there
I can really not discern
For with longing and despair
To you quickly now return.
poem by Veronica Micle, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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