| George Bacovia |
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| Yellow Sparks |
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| A woman in mourning on the street, A yellow leaf shuddering after her - Swept from the quarrelsome town, I'd forgotten that autumn was near. |
| 1881-1957 |
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| Scantei Galbene |
| O femeie in doliu pe strada, O frunza galbena tremura dupa ea - Luat de-a orasului sfada, Uitasem ca toamna venea. |
| ... Era mai demult o strada, O scoala, si bruma cadea - Prin sali, ca nimeni sa-l vada, Un elev singuratic palea. |
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| Long ago there was a street, A fall of frost, and a school - In the corridors, hidden from sight, A solitary schoolboy grew pale. |
| A man in the dusk on a street ... He walked on the leaves somehow - Under the clatter, and the world's heap ... -I'd forgotten that autumn was near. |
| Un om, in amurg, pe-o strada ... Pe foi nu mai stiu cum trecea - Sub tropot, si-a lumii gramada ... -Uitasem ca toamna venea. |