Poezii

Nichita Stãnescu Sad love song Only my life will die for me, in truth, sometime. Only the grass knows the taste of the earth. In truth, only my blood misses my heart when it leaves. The air is tall, you are tall, my sadness is tall. There comes a time when horses die. There comes a time when machines grow old. There comes a time when cold rains fall, and every woman wears your head- and clothes. There also comes a huge white bird and lays the moon in the sky. Poetry page