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What is love ? A lifetime spent Of days that pain does fill, That thousand tears can't content, But asks for tears still. With but a little glance coquet Your soul it knows to tie, That of its spell you can't forget Until the day you die. Upon your threshold does it stand, In every nook conspire, That you may whisper hand in hand Your tale of heart's aspire. Till fades the very earth and sky, Your heart completely broken, And all the world hangs on a sigh, A word but partly spoken. It follows you for weeks and weeks And in your soul assembles The memory of blushing cheeks And eyelash fair that trembles. It comes to you a sudden ray As though of starlight's spending, How many and many a time each day And every night unending. For of your life has fate decreed That pain shall it enfold, As does the clinging water-weed About a swimmer hold. -------- English version by Corneliu M. Popescu Transcribed by Alina Micu School No. 10, Focsani, Romania
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