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BernardNowman
Date de création :
09-06-2024
posté le 13-07-2024 à 12:45:49
A LA CAMPAGNE ET LA MER
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BernardNowman
le 13-07-2024 à 13:36:31
magnifiqe article et poeme mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeeeee (l) ma chouchounette d'amour always (l) à moi
gladys-lemire
le 13-07-2024 à 13:35:42
mon ti nhomme damour ke jadore , me life me always (l)
jtaimeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (l)
gladys-lemire
le 13-07-2024 à 13:33:06
poeme
By the streams, by the waterfalls,
In the fields of flowering olive trees,
On the rocks, under the arcades
Whose time undermines the debris,
Under the walls of the old monastery.
In the wood that mystery loves,
Under the shade of the solitary pine,
Under the cool sheltered plane tree;
At the time when, under the humble cottage.
The goatherd takes his meal,
In the hour when the light shines,
At a time when the day does not shine;
Summer, when under the green shade
You come and sit down after work:
Winter, by the cold, by the storm;
Always, everywhere, I follow your steps.
When the Argentinian bells
Wake up the bird in its nest,
It’s me who follows you at matins:
And when the prayer ends.
Leaving the Gothic temple,
It's me who goes under the portico
Offer you, following ancient usage.
Holy water and blessed branch.
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magnifiqe article et poeme mon amour (l)
je t'aimeeeeeeeeee (l) ma chouchounette d'amour always (l) à moi
mon ti nhomme damour ke jadore , me life me always (l)
jtaimeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (l)
poeme
By the streams, by the waterfalls,
In the fields of flowering olive trees,
On the rocks, under the arcades
Whose time undermines the debris,
Under the walls of the old monastery.
In the wood that mystery loves,
Under the shade of the solitary pine,
Under the cool sheltered plane tree;
At the time when, under the humble cottage.
The goatherd takes his meal,
In the hour when the light shines,
At a time when the day does not shine;
Summer, when under the green shade
You come and sit down after work:
Winter, by the cold, by the storm;
Always, everywhere, I follow your steps.
When the Argentinian bells
Wake up the bird in its nest,
It’s me who follows you at matins:
And when the prayer ends.
Leaving the Gothic temple,
It's me who goes under the portico
Offer you, following ancient usage.
Holy water and blessed branch.