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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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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2002-08-22 | [This text should be read in romana] | Submited by Alex Popp LVGETE, o Veneres Cupidinesque, et quantum est hominum uenustiorum: passer mortuus est meae puellae, passer, deliciae meae puellae, quem plus illa oculis suis amabat. nam mellitus erat suamque norat ipsam tam bene quam puella matrem, nec sese a gremio illius mouebat, sed circumsiliens modo huc modo illuc ad solam dominam usque pipiabat. qui nunc it per iter tenebricosum illuc, unde negant redire quemquam. at uobis male sit, malae tenebrae Orci, quae omnia bella deuoratis: tam bellum mihi passerem abstulistis o factum male! o miselle passer! tua nunc opera meae puellae flendo turgiduli rubent ocelli. si traducerea lui Teodor Naum: La moartea pasarii Ah, plangeti, Cupidoni si Afrodite! Sa planga toata firea simtitoare! E moarta pasarica dragii mele, A dragii mele scumpa desfatare, Comoara ei, mai scumpa decat ochii! Caci dulce-a fost! S-o cunostea pe dansa Precum o fata isi cunoaste muma. Nu se misca de langa ea, sarmana, Ci-n jurul ei sarind incoace, -ncolo, La dansa numai ciripea intr-una. Acu-i pe drumu-nnegurat, spre locul De unde nime nu se mai intoarce. Blestem pe voi, intunecimi cumplite, Care-nghititi tot ce-i frumos pe lume! Ce dragalasa pasare-mi luarati! Ce nenoroc! Sarmana pasarica! De-aceea ochisorii dragii mele S-au inrosit si sunt umflati de planset!
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