I gave my first love laughter,
I gave my second tears,
I gave my third love silence
Thru all the years.
My first love gave me singing,
My second eyes to see,
But oh, it was my third love
Who gave my soul to me.
SARA TEASDALE
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Am dat primei iubiri rasul,
Celei de-a doua lacrimi,
Celei de-a treia tihna
De-a lung de vremi.
Prima iubire-mi da cantul,
A doua ochi spre-a vedea,
Insa, vai, doar a treia
Mi-a-napoiat inima.
In romaneste,
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