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· Dan Coman and Serban Axinte, Sunday, Novemeber 23rd, 2008 at Dekos Literary Circle
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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2008-06-10 | | My Lord. Why am I crying, My Lord? when my soul is full, Of love, of faith, longing? How could I, My Lord, say this is torture? To feel everything you gave to me? You gave me love and hope in destiny, You gave me faith, for my whole life. How could I cry when my soul is full? I drop in my knees, bowing my head. And I thank you, My Lord, and I am begging now, Don't take anything You gave me And even if I will cry along my road life, Don't consider my crying as a sin. And I thank you, because You are All my support, my prop in this life; Of bad things, My Lord, please shelter me And give me love, and give me, please, hope. Love for the people, hope in perpetuity, Give me the silence I need, Protect me, My Lord, of temptation and stupidity And let me think, please, My Lord, let me Hope and belief in love and Your mercy, To feel that hope is not a dream on Your sacred ground And take my life, please, and do what ever you want with it, But, please, My Lord, don't take my love, it is everything holy for me.
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