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Despre Boierism: manifest si razie
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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2003-12-05 | | What a relief is when you're here From all those feelings of regret That you cannot be always near To have you as my dearest "pet". PRINCE OF MY HEART come, and embrace me With all the love that you could show, With gentle touch come and caress me That you love me, please let me know... Your lips are still touching me gently Your arms ares still embracing mine, Your scent is pleasing me so faintly Of happiness you make me shine. My heart is beating now so strongly My lips are whispering your name, My cheeks are burning me so warmly, For all of this are you to blame ? I want to hold you dear forever So I could have this sweet delight, I wish that I could really never Have to let you go from my sight. I try to push away desire, At least just for a little while, All I can do is just admire Your picture with that lovely smile. I try to stop the wish to see you So many times within a day I wish that I could plainly love you And not mind everything you say. You have a strange way to possess me, That is for me hard to define The power with which you conduct me, And change the whole world that is mine. I was so lonely and so sad when With just a word you made me worse, I still remember those days when With just a glance you made me yours. I wonder if you are aware Of how dependent I could be On all the moments that we share, And on the love you have for me. ( composed in 1980 in U.S.A.)
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