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La chanson du soir.

En ce moment criblé de cendre,
Un soleil d'or se perd à la plage du soir.
Quels sens fous, quel parfum du désespoir
Sont compagnons du souvenir...

Les perles pâles du requiem de la nuit
Sont pour nous...

Quelle joie, alors, s'allume et luit
Dans tes yeux...
Quelles amours striées de fleurs
Attirent nos cœurs...
Quelles amours striées de fleurs
Apaisent nos désires

(Gurney Halleck)

First her tongue
then her nibbling
then her clawing

Doux chemin

The gentle path between the lines
You, the patient witness to my secret emotions
When my heart was open to the beauties of love
And high I sang of the joy that filled me.

The pungent scent of resin intoxicated me.
On your hillsides, white roses I picked
Her mind filled with her beautiful bouquets
And as I waited to see him, I stripped them off.

Now, so quickly, spring has come and gone,
You're thriving in the summer heat,
And the two of us go through you hand in hand.

Your alinea entwine higher than ever.
We go, drawing strength from the Forest,
Looking forward to tomorrow.