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Titre du blog :
nature
Auteur :
BernardNowman
Date de création :
09-06-2024
posté le 03-07-2024 à 14:22:19
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BernardNowman
le 03-07-2024 à 14:36:04
magnifique article mon amour (l) et joliii poeme
je t'aimeeeeeeeee (l) my wife d'amour always (l) à moi
gladys-lemire
le 03-07-2024 à 14:34:29
ya mon ti nhomme joli articl
jtaimeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (l) my always (l) me life
gladys-lemire
le 03-07-2024 à 14:31:51
poeme
Believe me, cute, with the crush
That the two of us waste, every day
(Don't make fun of me too much, Clairette),
We could still make some love.
We make love with the crush.
Who knows ? know our hearts a little better.
Who knows ? let's look carefully...sorry, I'm stopping;
You have too mocking a mouth and an eye
(Don’t make fun of me too much, Clairette):
Who knows ? know our hearts a little better.
Let's see, if I had in some retreat
The nest that I dream of and that I sought,
(Don't make fun of me too much, Clairette),
We like it much better when we are hidden.
If I had a nest in some retreat!
A nest ! very hollow, very lost valleys.
No more nonsense, no more cigarettes;
Champagne and Mâcon would be defended,
(Don’t make fun of me too much, Clairette)...
A nest, very hollow valleys, very lost.
What a joy to live as an anchorite,
Flowers and your eyes for every horizon,
(Don’t make fun of me too much, Clairette)!
By the god Plutus, I have some reason
To desire to live as an anchorite.
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magnifique article mon amour (l) et joliii poeme
je t'aimeeeeeeeee (l) my wife d'amour always (l) à moi
ya mon ti nhomme joli articl
jtaimeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (l) my always (l) me life
poeme
Believe me, cute, with the crush
That the two of us waste, every day
(Don't make fun of me too much, Clairette),
We could still make some love.
We make love with the crush.
Who knows ? know our hearts a little better.
Who knows ? let's look carefully...sorry, I'm stopping;
You have too mocking a mouth and an eye
(Don’t make fun of me too much, Clairette):
Who knows ? know our hearts a little better.
Let's see, if I had in some retreat
The nest that I dream of and that I sought,
(Don't make fun of me too much, Clairette),
We like it much better when we are hidden.
If I had a nest in some retreat!
A nest ! very hollow, very lost valleys.
No more nonsense, no more cigarettes;
Champagne and Mâcon would be defended,
(Don’t make fun of me too much, Clairette)...
A nest, very hollow valleys, very lost.
What a joy to live as an anchorite,
Flowers and your eyes for every horizon,
(Don’t make fun of me too much, Clairette)!
By the god Plutus, I have some reason
To desire to live as an anchorite.