holding up
a moon lost in the ruins —
cariatides
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no more sakura—
on a branch only the plume
of a pigeon
cireşul scuturat–
peo creangă doar pana
unui porumbel
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both young and poor
so my friend is pawning
his own heart
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lo, my luck in love:
each ladybird flying
in different direction
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an enchanted
summer evening–
the stardust
on butterfly wings
glows in the moonlight
noapte de vară
fermecată–
praful de stea de pe
aripile unui fluture
lucind în raza lunii
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