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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2007-11-21 | | How many days we waste How many times we pass life by Always in a haste Till one day we realize we’ll die Lying on a bed, we cry So many regrets, we sigh So many loves we did deny Never had the courage to try I want this autumn not to lose The summer days that may come back To run outside I’d choose Not adding any more regrets into my pack And if I were to live again I’d run, no umbrella, in the rain Let it fall on my face, my clothes Run into the park and pick up a rose I would not waste one more chance Under the sunny sky I’d run, more than once I’d walk in the streets and I’d dance I’d kiss the first man I’d fall for, like in a trance
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