Calul din Marlboro


“Copile nu fi prost, orasul e departe!”
Asa-mi spunea razand cel ce vindea de toate.
“Tu nu ma pacalesti, am sa ajung acolo,
M’ asteapta strada mea si Calul din Marlboro.”

“Batrane…”, m-a-ntrebat un pusti julit in coate,
“Mai e mult spre oras, caci vad ca vinzi de toate?”
Am vrut sa-l ratacesc: “Sa nu apuci spre sosea!”
“Batrane esti fricos, gasesc eu si strada ta!”

Fericirea este ceva care nu se atinge niciodata dar in cautarea ei merita sa alergi toata viata

P.S. Because of “za business” that I started I will not have so much time for photography so probably my blog entrys will be more sporadic. This was my second big movement here. I am thinking if I sould have a third one…

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~ door faurar op 26 augustus 2010.

4 Reacties to “Calul din Marlboro”

  1. daca o sa ai a third one, ce? cita drama :)) ce mecla ai!=))

  2. Morti, I miss u, where r u????!!! save me from george’s place and mind, he is crazy πŸ˜›

    anyway, take care, xxx

  3. Baby,
    it is wierd that I am writing a message when u r sitting near me but I want to confess that I didnot miss u, I dont love u, I dont care about u anymore :PPPPPPPPPP

    xxx, love u!

    ps: yes, I am neurotic

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