l'âme l'altiere de l'amour,
vole delà de l'eau.
le vol delà de l'eau,
apporte l'avilissement.
l'indigne de la diamant,
l'amant affamé de lundi.
l'indigne des monts,
les vieilles les monts,
les mains des jeunes
d'hommes, pas jeûnes.
Passion/Not Fasting
the haughty soul of love,
flies across the water.
the flight across the water,
brings degradation.
unworthy of the diamond,
the lover hungry for monday.
unworthy of the mountains,
the old mountains,
the hands of young men,
flies across the water.
the flight across the water,
brings degradation.
unworthy of the diamond,
the lover hungry for monday.
unworthy of the mountains,
the old mountains,
the hands of young men,
not fasting.
Lovely. I have a hard time with poetry. I can't write it, and I sometimes struggle to understand it. But your words are truly lovely!
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