| George Bacovia |
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| The man started talking by himself ... And everything moved in the passing shadows - A sky of lead ruled everlastingly, And the brain was burning like the sun's furnace. |
| 1881-1957 |
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| Omul incepuse sa vorbeasca singur ... Si totul se misca in umbre trecatoare - Un cer de plumb de-a pururea domnea, Iar creierul ardea ca flacara de soare. |
| Nimic. Pustiul tot mai larg parea ... Si-n noaptea lui amara tacuse orice cant - Si-nvinetit de ganduri, cu fruntea in pamant, Omul incepuse sa vorbeasca singur ... |
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| Nothing. The solitude seemed ever wider ... And in its bitter night all songs were silent - And livid with his thoughts, his forehead bent, The man started talking by himself ... |