| George Bacovia |
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| To a Virgin |
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| Mam'selle is forever reading, She plays the piano, she paints - And night after night stays awake, Perhaps that is why she grows thin. |
| 1881-1957 |
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| Unei Fecioare |
| Duduia vesnic citeste; Stie clavirul, picteaza - Si nopti de-a randul vegheaza, Si poate, de-aceea slabeste. |
| Se crede, si unii o spun - Dar totul ramane secret - Duduia viseaza-un poet, Bizar, singuratec, nebun. |
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| It's believed, and some even say - But this is a secret kept close - Mam'selle dreams of a poet, Bizarre, solitary, insane. |