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Liber, V
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ad Lesbiam

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by Caius Valerius Catullus [Caius_Valerius_Catullus]

2002-08-18 | [This text should be read in romana] | Submited by Alex Popp

V. ad Lesbiam

VIVAMUS mea Lesbia, atque amemus,
rumoresque senum seueriorum
omnes unius aestimemus assis!
soles occidere et redire possunt:
nobis cum semel occidit breuis lux,
nox est perpetua una dormienda.
da mi basia mille, deinde centum,
dein mille altera, dein secunda centum,
deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum.
dein, cum milia multa fecerimus,
conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus,
aut ne quis malus inuidere possit,
cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.

si traducerea lui Teodor Naum:

Lesbiei

Sa ne iubim, o! Lesbia mea scumpa,
Si sa traim! Pe ce soptesc batranii
Posomorati noi nici un ban sa nu dam!
Caci soarele apune si rasare,
Dar cand s-a stins vapaia vietii scurte,
Atunci dormim pe veci o noapte lunga.
Da-mi sarutari o mie, -apoi o suta
Si iar o mie si-apoi iar o suta!
Cand la sfarsit mai multe mii vom face,
Le-om incurca, sa nu le dam de capat,
Ca nu cumva sa ne deoache-un dusman,
Stiind ce mult ne-am sarutat, iubito!

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