Lyrics of Life
Poetry is untranslatable, like the whole art.
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Apr 24, 2015
Wretched exiles, rare survivors
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Wretched exiles, rare survivors Of a brave and martyr race, Children of a captive mother, Heroes with no resting place, Far from hom...
Jan 21, 2010
Longing for the south
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If I had an eagle's wings I would rise and fly with them To our own shores, to our own climes, To see Stamboul, to see Kukuš, And to wat...
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