reconditewings

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 Am iubit`o... Buzele ii zambeau mereu,mereu,dar zambetul ii parea adumbrit de o melancolie stranie,care`i lacrima vesnic in ochii albastri ganditori. Sapte ani n`am observat tristetea sufletului ei! N`am vrut, sau n`am putut?Nu stiu... Cand am descoperit`o era prea tarziu... Pana atunci parca umblasem cu ochii inchisi, orbiti sau imbatati de fericire... Fericire! Fericire! Cumplita e uneori imbratisarea fericirii[...] De ce n`a rostit gura ei macar o soapta de iubire? In sapte ani de zile, nici o singura data... Primea, sau poate suferea, sarutarile mele...

We get it on most every night when that moon is big and bright its a supernatural delight everybodys dancing in the moonlight we get everybody here is out of sight they dont bark and they dont bite they keep things loose they keep it tight everybodys dancing in the moonlight dancing in the moonlight everybodys feeling warm and bright its such a fine and natural sight everybodys dancing in the moonlight we like our fun and we never fight you cant dance and stay uptight its a supernatural delight everybody was dancing in the moonlight dancing in the moonlight everybodys feeling warm and bright its such a fine a