Tag: youth
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Visiting my Mama
– For so long have my eyes been seeking, / awaiting some letter of yours, my son – / in the nights my heart was wakeful / and quaking like a leaf in the wind.
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The Beautiful Zlatke
By the clear waters / stands a crooked cottage / there in that little place / is lovely Zlatke’s home
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Every Day
Every day, every plain day / my blood shivers in my body / every day, every ordinary day / my blood responds to a call