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astazi ziua este deja noapte,
luna se ascunde in tufis, mi-am luat cosarca in spinare si m-am dus ca sa culeg macris. m-am saturat de atata zgomot, e multa galagie in oras, as vrea s-o strang intr-un colt si s-o arunce mama din faras. iubirea e ceva ce n-am, tu ai iubit mereu pe-altcineva, du-te cu el in hambar si-arata-i lui ce mie mi-ai arata. ridica-ti fusta, baga-i capul sub ea, si lasa-l sa se simta-n paradis, in timp ce eu doar voi visa, murind in galagia orasului de vis.
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