<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=431850" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The chat of two women</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Two classmates were chatting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> By chance they've met in the street, indeed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> They were not so old and not so young, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> much more than forty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The first one said: 'I feel so young</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> and want to be sometimes so naughty, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I want to love again and certainly be loved, .</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I want the romances to sing, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I want to fly so high in a swing, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I want to dance under the rain</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> in Spain, on the plain.............., </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> To hear sweet words of love again, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> To die of passion.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Another one said with a compassion: </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> 'What are you talking about? </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I can live happily without</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> all those crazy wishes of yours, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> cause I don't like anyone</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> to shatter my peace and quiet, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I think how soon I'll be retired.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Put those foolish wishes out of your head.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> We are getting old, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> all we had had already past.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I remember you've always been an enthusiast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Two women were chatting, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The first one just forgetting her age, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> the other one was old enough</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> and her life was a real tough.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Two women were chatting, </div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Two different destinies and souls.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The first one was full of life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> The second one was getting empty.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Larisa+Rzhepishevska">Larisa Rzhepishevska</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=431850" data-title="The chat of two women de Larisa Rzhepishevska" data-description="Two classmates were chatting. By chance they've met in the street, indeed. They were not so old and not so young, much more than forty. The first one said: 'I feel so young and want to be sometimes so naughty, I want to love again an..."></div> </div> </div>

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