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- The moon came to the forge
wearing a bustle of nards.by Federico Garcia Lorca 40 lines, 3 comments - Il pleure dans mon coeur
Comme il pleut sur la ville.by Paul Verlaine 42 lines, 2 comments - (Original Spanish; can someone provide the title?)
Sucede que me canso de ser hombre.by Pablo Neruda 112 lines - First look from morning's window
The rediscovered bookby Bertolt Brecht 38 lines - Im Hofe steht ein Pflaumenbaum,
Der ist so klein, man glaubt es kaum.by Bertolt Brecht 46 lines - It rains in my heart
As it rains on the town,by Paul Verlaine 44 lines - Über die Verführung von Engeln
Engel verführt man gar nicht oder schnell.by Bertolt Brecht 35 lines - I confess this:
I have no hope.by Bertolt Brecht 19 lines, 1 comment - Sauna und Beischlaf
Am besten fickt man erst und badet dann.by Bertolt Brecht 37 lines - The Tattered Cord
The tattered cordby Bertolt Brecht 29 lines - After you’ve learned to walk,
Tell one thing from another,by Marin Sorescu 31 lines, 1 comment - If you meet a chair,
that is good, you will go to Heaven.by Marin Sorescu 25 lines, 2 comments - Write me what you're wearing! Is it warm?
Write me how you lie! Do you lie there softly?by Bertolt Brecht 19 lines - ‘Suppose that, to give a few lectures,
daily you had to commuteby Marin Sorescu 71 lines - Sing, youth, the loveliest song you know!
Sing the song that seethes within your breast,by Migjeni 16 lines - All the museums are afraid of me,
Because each time I spend a whole dayby Marin Sorescu 65 lines - They’d been living together a long time
And were beginning to repeat each other:by Marin Sorescu 32 lines - Water: no matter how much, there is still not enough.
Cunning life keeps asking for more and then a drop more.by Marin Sorescu 28 lines
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