Poezii

I took the path of silence and of black night The sunlit world was far behind me The grass swayed gently in the moonlight And trees were tall, and starry sky And yet all these I could not

Eu sunt Pygmalion; tu - Galateea Mainile mele au creat frumosul Iar acum frumosul nu mai vrea sa-mi atinga mainile Eu sunt Pygmalion, iar tu esti Galateea Cu ce-am gresit? Nu am sculptat oare