By M. Eminescu (1850-1889)
They ask me to sing... I'm supposed to polish
My deep sadness in rhyme and in cadence —
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by M. Eminescu (1850-1889)
Today is the first day of May.
Today is May Pole day.
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by M. Eminescu (1950-1889)
Why do you whisper so quietly
With sweet songs, spring you?
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by M. Eminescu (1850-1889)
The woman? Other than an eternal toy of her own-dreams,
What else is this bone of contention?
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by M. Eminescu (1850-1889)
When I saw you, Verena, then I've said to myself:
I shall lock my feelings, and I shall lock up my mind,
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by M. Eminescu (1850-1889)
Being lost in the pain of my insignificance —
Like lightning into a chasm, like a leaf on water —
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by M. Eminescu (1850-1889)
You tormented me so much with words of love,
— With hot kisses and with hugs.
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by M. Eminescu (1850-1889)
Lost for me, you go by smiling through the world
And I shall love you forever. I'll know my punishment…
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by M. Eminescu (1850-1889)
Oh, sweet gentle angel you
With remarkable big eyes,
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by M. Eminescu (1850-1889)
Your face is crystal clear again
— Like the clear sky.
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