| George Bacovia |
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| Lead |
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| The coffins of lead were lying sound asleep, And the lead flowers and the funeral clothes - I stood alone in the vault ... and there was wind ... And the wreaths of lead creaked. |
| Upturned my lead beloved lay asleep On the lead flower ... and I began to call - I stood alone by the corpse ... and it was cold ... And the wings of lead drooped. |
| 1881-1957 |
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| Plumb |
| Dormeau adanc sicriele de plumb, Si flori de plumb si funerar vesmant - Stam singur in cavou ... si era vant ... Si scartaiau coroanele de plumb. |
| Dormea intors amorul meu de plumb Pe flori de plumb, si-am inceput sa-l strig - Stam singur langa mort ... si era frig ... Si-i atarnau aripile de plumb. |
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