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Dumitru Crudu

MY FATHER

The last time I saw him he was lying with his face to the wall and the tears were streaming down his cheeks those tears of his are still streaming
down that wall even now

MIJN VADER

De laatste keer dat ik hem zag lag hij met zijn gezicht naar de muur en de tranen stroomden over zijn wangen en die tranen van hem stromen nu nog altijd
over die muur

TATĂL MEU

Ultima oară când l-am văzut stătea cu faţa la perete şi lacrimile îi curgeau pe obraji lacrimile alea ale lui încă mai curg şi acum pe
peretele ăla
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MIJN VADER

De laatste keer dat ik hem zag lag hij met zijn gezicht naar de muur en de tranen stroomden over zijn wangen en die tranen van hem stromen nu nog altijd
over die muur

MY FATHER

The last time I saw him he was lying with his face to the wall and the tears were streaming down his cheeks those tears of his are still streaming
down that wall even now
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