| George Bacovia |
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| Stillness ... Nothing moves. Dried leaves, yellow, Red, That will drop ... Behind the houses The sun leans Westward. Stillness ... Nothing moves. Live colours, Long Towards the west. Imperceptibly, Gradually, Aureolas have disappeared ... Night. |
| 1881-1957 |
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| Seara |
| Liniste ... Nu se misca nimic. Foi galbene, uscate, Rosii, Ca vor pica ... Pe dupa case Sta soarele Spre apus. Liniste ... Nu se misca nimic. Culori vii Si lungi, Inspre apus. Pe nesimtite, Incet, Au disparut aureole ... Noapte. |
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