Originally Posted by Cinemania:
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nu stiu exact de unde e luata...
si in momentul intalnirii dintre A si prietenul sau, in Belgrad, sunt folosite cuvintele poetului...alea cu "when God created the world..."
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asta cautam:
When I return, it will be with another man's clothes, another man's name. My coming will be unexpected. If you look at me unbelieving, and say, You are not he, I will show you signs, and you will believe me. I will tell you about the lemon tree in your garden. The corner window that lets in the moonlight and then the signs of the body, the signs of love. And as we climb trembling to our old room, betwen one embrace and the next, between lovers' calls, I will tell you about the journey, all the night long. And in all the nights to come, between one embrace and the next, between lovers' calls, the whole human story. The story that never ends.
Nu stiu cine se intoarce in poezia asta: o fi Iisus, o fi vreun simplu mort.