Let's make love [Să ne iubim] - George Bacovia

Woe! A day will surely come
When we fall in a deep sleep
Over us, in cemeteries,
Autumn bitter tears will weep.

Therefore, what would be so wrong
In a universe so vast
If you lost your maidenhood
Spellbound by your secret lust?

Added by: Octavian

Translator: Octavian Cocoş
Language: English


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