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COPILULE
copilule strain, al nu stiu cui,
copilule intilnit pur si simplu pe strada,
de ce plingi cu atita putere?
lacrimile tale imi destrama inima
ca acidul sulfuric, ca disperarea.
nu-ti varsa toate lacrimile,
vei avea nevoie si mai tirziu.
pastreaza-ti o lacrima pentru prima iubire,
una pentru intiia infringere,
alta pentru intiiele nedreptati...
si tot asa,
calculeaza probabilitatea
a toate ce ti s-ar putea intimpla
si pune cite-o lacrima deoparte.
vei vedea ce putin plins iti va ramine
pentru ora aceasta-ntristata,
ti se va reaminti risul, surisul,
otelindu-te intr-o hiperputere
nici intr-un fel aparata
de virstele tale viitoare, distincte,
trepte-ntr-o ciorba numita viata
pe care ai s-o gusti,
ai s-o digeri
sau ai s-o lasi neterminata,
in orice caz compozitia ei
n-ai s-o intelegi niciodata...
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Katina в 2010-01-01
Katina в 2010-01-01Английский
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child
strange child, of noone i know,
child met simply on the street,
why do you cry with so much power?
your tears are crumbling my heart
like the sulfuric acid, like the despair.
don't spill all your tears,
you'll need them later also.
keep a tear for your first love,
one for the first defeat,
another for the first unjustices...
and so on,
calculate the probability
of all that might happen to you
and put away for each one tear.
you'll see how less cry it will remain to you
for this sad hour,
it will be reminded to you the laugh, the smile,
steeling you in a hyperpower
in no way defended
of your future ages, single,
steps in a soup called life
which you'll taste,
you'll digest
or you'll let it unfinished,
in any case her composition
you'll never understand...
ioana✕
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