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Neguri albe, stralucite
Naste luna argintie, Ea le scoate peste ape, Le intinde pe campie; S-adun flori in sezatoare De painjen tort sa rumpa, Si anina-n haina noptii Boabe mari de piatra scumpa. Langa lac, pe care norii Au urzit o umbra fina, Rupta de miscari de valuri Ca de bulgari de lumina. Dandu-si trestia intr-o parte, Sta copila lin plecata, Trandafiri arunca rosii Peste unda fermecata. Ca sa vad-un chip se uita Cum alearga apa-n cercuri, Caci vrajit de mult e lacul De-un cuvant al sfintei Miercuri; Ca sa iasa chipu-n fata, Trandafiri arunca tineri, Caci vrajiti sunt trandafirii De-un cuvant al sfintei Vineri. Ea se uita...Paru-i galben, Fata ei lucesc in luna, Iar in ochii ei albastri Toate basmele s-aduna.
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