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Albe frunze,uscate,putrede cad usor
In neagra adiere suflata de un nor, Schimband istoria scrisa cuneimforma In ostile chemari de fantoma. Glasuri se aud puternic in cor Chemand cu disperare un salvator, Glasuri medievale tipa dupa ruine Si misticul iesindu-le din vine. Nu multi inteleg aceste cuvinte, Multi dispretuiesc aceasta rugaminte, Caci tara ce a fost candva, Romania,cu steag si faclie se chema, In aceste zile,de dispret si manie Nimeni nu isi va aduce aminte De stinsa si amarata faclie De acel popor insetat de lupta. Va veti aduce aminte prea tarziu Iar in aceasta tara totul va fi pustiu... Negre frunze uscate de dor In alba ruina a acelui popor.
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