Because of...
Because of the violins in my life and its sounds that spread around, Because of the warm wind and its golden leafs that touch the ground, Because of the soft rain and its touch that
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Obsesie de iarna
Stau si privesc in oglinda. Inchid un ochi, Apoi pe-al doilea... De-as avea mai multi... Sa-i strang atat de tare Incat sa doara, Iar din coltul lor Sa picure lacrimi de sange
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