agonia francais v3 |
Agonia.Net | Règles | Mission | Contact | Inscris-toi | ||||
Article Communautés Concours Essai Multimédia Personnelles Poèmes Presse Prose _QUOTE Scénario Spécial | ||||||
|
||||||
agonia Textes Recommandés
■ Voir son épouse pleurer
Romanian Spell-Checker Contact |
- - -
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2006-03-14 | [Ce texte devrait être lu en romana] | Inscrit à la bibliotèque par Ionescu Bogdan
Return, return, my beloved!
Like a flower, far from the sun, he flower of my life is closed, Far from your rose-colored smile. Between our hearts, what distance, What space between our kisses O bitter fate! O cruel absence! O unrequited desire! Return, return, etc. Between here and there, so much countryside, So many towns and villages, So many valleys and mountains, Enough to tire the horses' feet! Return, return, my beloved! Like a flower, far from the sun, The flower of my life is closed, Far from your rose-colored smile.
|
||||||||
La maison de la litérature | |||||||||
La reproduction de tout text appartenant au portal sans notre permission est strictement interdite.
Copyright 1999-2003. Agonia.Net
E-mail | Politique de publication et confidetialité