We punched and kicked each other, then we both flew through the window of the Blood pub. We were lying on the asphalt. After a few minutes, we started laughing. Tibi and I realized it was a draw. But I was still laughing of something. The song Your Eyes was playing from the bar across the street named Vegas. Bro, I want to think it's the last fight between a rocker and a dispatch. This oriental music has more and more fans. Boots vs. Cowboy boots? Um. Help me up. Are we going to Soft? Yes, come on, chant Andrieș.
Nicolae Popescu
Snow White washes the dishes. Dopey helps her, wipes them, mostly with his sleeve. A mug slips from his hand and breaks. It's Grumpy's mug. Scared, Snow and Dopey bend down to collect the pieces. Their eyes meet. A flame illuminates the small kitchen. Since then, the story has changed. Grumpy couldn't find the colourful mug that matches the others, the prince hook up with the stepmother, because there was no other chick available in the story. Snow White and Dopey have moved to town and have seven dwarfs.
Daniela Rusu
That song seemed to be of a grieving mother. The moon rose and the dogs retreated to their kennels when it was heard. It was as if the whole village was burning with mourning. Come on, Ileana, urged Veta from the gate. Let's go to the backwater, let's look at the sky, let's find your girl. Faith suddenly gathers in the lifeless eyes but they are transfigured again by emptiness. Don't worry, we won't leave you alone. We will come to make cabbage rolls, for 40 days alms. You weren't on Sunday at church, but the priest told us that you are special now, that you have two angels.
(Translated by Andreea Laura Stanca / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)
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