Vásárolj nyertes NFT-t!

“The atmosphere of happiness grows bright
Purified by regret : a radiant bow
Spans the dark clouds of grief with prism
light
And peace again blesses the troubled tides.”

by János Arany

“My heart is still bathed in the fierce sun of passion,
All spring is in bloom there, by spring breezes tossed,
But look how my hair turns hoary and ashen,
Its raven black touched by the premature frost.”

by Sándor Petőfi

"What shall I call you,
in that twilight reverie

when my eyes look with wonder
into the: beauty of your eyes like

the evening star, as if for the first time ...
that star
packed with rays of love streaming
and running into the sea of my soul-
what shall I call you?"

by Sándor Petőfi

“Sent by another world, I wonder
what it was like, but can’t remember,
although it’s broken, boding glimpses
shine on a veil that lost its color.”

by Sándor Weöres

"The spirit of the land sleeps on.
I watch. About me tendrils sinuate.
The cherished scents of flowers long dead
Intoxicate."

by Endre Ady

"We fled from Summer, now ourselves pursued,
Till somewhere sometime in an autumn wood
We stooped with fluttered wings for very love.

This is our final mating. Now the keen
Talon on feather tears the quick between
And so we fall together with the leaves."

by Endre Ady