The red dressI always saw, I always said
If I were grown and free,
I’d have a gown of reddest red
As fine as you could see,To wear out walking, sleek and slow,
Upon a Summer day,
And there’d be one to see me so
And flip the world away.And he would be a gallant one,
With stars behind his eyes,
And hair like metal in the sun,
And lips too warm for lies.I always saw us, gay and good,
High honored in the town.
Now I am grown to womanhood….
I have the silly gown.Dorothy Parker
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Rochia rosieMereu visai, mereu am zis
Pe cand voi fi crescut
O rochie de-un rosu-aprins
Sa am mi-ar fi placut.S-o port mergand cu pasi usori,
Pe-o dulce zi de vara,
Si unul dintrei trecatori
M-ar lua din lume-afara.Si el ar fi un cavaler,
Cu ochi de stele ardente,
Si parul de-un lucind mister,
Si buze inocente.Si ne-am vazut pe noi mereu,
Tu-respectatibil, eu-gentila.
Acum femeie sunt si eu…
Am rochia inutila.Romanian version
Maria Magdalea Biela
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