Sibiu, My Love!
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Yes, yes, yes, indeed!
Sibiu, my lovely city
It is the One
On which, by taking walks
At quiet times,
It filled my heart with.. Beauty!
Yes! ! ..Sibiu would make you feel apart
Of present's ugly world
That never stops to grow
On concrete, steel
with complicate design
the darkest glass,
uughhh! Yuck! ! the smell
of black asphalt!
Take my hand, come!
I'll show you this kind,
Soo lovely city
Built on baked clay
painted with love
On light, in many shades
Of warmest red!
See how the chestnut
old romantic trees
Majestically bow to us
And then, let's
take our shoes off
To walk or waltz
on Sibiu's
ancient stones
feel, breathe, smell,
Live its history, let free
Your soul, time travel,
dream of other ways
to live again
forgotten ways
of quiet sunny
happy days.
*Sibiu, the love of my soul, which shown me the light for the first time the place I had been raised, it is the true heart
of a beautiful land, called Romania.
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