• Язык:
    Румынский (Română)
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Fericire

Счастье

(motiv chinez)
Din lemn roşu-i luntrea mea
Şi din jad mi-i flautul.
De pe mătase apa scoate pata,
Vinul – neliniştea din inimă scoate.
Iar dacă tu ai o luntre uşoară,
Ai vin şi-alături femeia dragă,
Ce ţi-ai mai dori? Deja în toate
Geniului ceresc te-asemeni.

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  • Сербский
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    Срећа

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