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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2011-03-12 | [Acest text ar trebui citit în english] | A train winds to some far lands of green To learn the infinity of a road. Restlessly it seems to move its body, Restlessly its smother spreads in the sleepy mornings. A letter tarries on the wings of a bird To learn the infinity of the sky. Restlessly it seems to carry its message Over the ocean of green. A rainbow embraces large continents of rain To learn the infinity of a man. Restlessly it seems to move when plaiting Its seven colours with you - See the soft red sheltering the intimacy of your heart, See the optimistic orange. The devoted yellow with the ribbons of your smile on it, The cheerful green, the graceful blue, the mysterious indigo, the majestic violet. They all bless your endless travel In the infinity Of a woman.
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