Octavian Cocos

If your soul is mean and vile
And your mind is deeply stained,
If you have a bogus smile,
Wear a mask and you are saved.
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My body's made of dust and muddy earth
And yet my soul descended from the sky,
Love's been my mistress from my very birth
And I'll protect it always, till I die.
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You were young and full of life
I was thriving in your eyes,
So I made you a surprise
Asking you to be my wife.
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In this part of the world the land is dry
The lack of rainfall makes you go insane,
The mountain tops rise high into the sky
And the gray clouds attack the ridge in vain.
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A walnut fallen on a narrow lane
Seemed very nice and tempting, so to speak,
That four black crows descended, I maintain,
To grab it with their long and pointed beak.
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On a ridge so nice,
Nest of Paradise,
Here come in the end,
Down the slope descend
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Santa Claus, who come anew,
There's a lot I'd say to you...
I'm not asking gifts today,
Now it's time to take away.
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With pretty face and eyes meek and profound,
She patiently spreads honey words around,
Heals all the broken hearts, bestows delight,
And turns the pitch-black darkness into light.
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Rise to th - Come, big moon, in your full glory,
Show your face so bright and fair
Tell me an enchanting story
About palaces up there.
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When I shall fall asleep for good, my son
Don't be uspet, don't cry and do not frown
Read all these lines at leisure, one by one
And then I beg you not to let me down.
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The years have passed, life was sublime,
Now you are old, I feel like crying;
I look at you and every time
My heart is sad and slowly dying.
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Foolish flake of snow detached
From a cloud white as a dove
You believe you are unmatched
For you look down from above.
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The day I take the death examination
I'll surely pass it, so don't be naive
To mourn and sigh and try to bring salvation,
You cannot stop me, I'll be forced to leave.
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Outside it's raining, I'm in agony
Because it's cold and I can stand no more
And while I'm gazing from my balcony
I feel I'm dead already in my core.
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I think I'm feeling better, more mature,
Than how in my whole life I've ever been,
But maybe it's too soon to tell for sure
That I have found my essence deep within.
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In a short while you'll venture high above
Because this world has ceased to be your lot
And on your grave I'll plant with care and love
A small blue flower of forget-me-not.
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My woods, how beautiful you are
When feeble are the shades
And through the branches, from afar,
A wind of spring pervades.
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The earth is long and wide a bit
But rich like Arrow, gentle, fit,
There was no ruler to outshine
And had a daughter, so divine,
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Without a shelter, hungry, blue,
You put a burden on my back
And spat me and enchained my neck,
I was a dog for you.
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The column, cut deep by the sword of a king
got a beautiful gift, the stone didn't possess:
so, when touched by the first shining rays of the spring
it was able to sing the forbidden distress.
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