Lyrics of Life
Poetry is untranslatable, like the whole art.
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Apr 8, 2010
I was born with agonies
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I was born with agonies I will die with griefs (I want) (you) to write my agonies up on my gravestone I will climb on a mountain I will get ...
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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