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BernardNowman le 16-07-2024 à 12:54:55
JOLII article et poème mon amour (l)

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gladys-lemire le 16-07-2024 à 12:49:30
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gladys-lemire le 16-07-2024 à 12:47:13
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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.