| George Bacovia |
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| White crystal stars are falling, in a flood And in the night full of sins it snows; By the hearth in the flame that scarcely glows - Today, even my final dream has dies. |
| 1881-1957 |
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| Potop, cad stele albe de cristal Si ninge-n noaptea plina de pacate; La vatra-n para ce abia mai bate - Azi, a murit chiar visul meu final. |
| Si ninge-n miezul noptii glacial ... Si tu iar tremuri, suflet singuratec, - Pe vatra-n para slaba, in jaratec, - Incet, cad lacrimi roze, de cristal. |
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| And in the glacial dead of night it snows ... And you, lonely soul, you shiver again - On the hearth, into the embers, the faint flame - Slowly the tears are falling, crystal, rose. |