M'en allant promener / Taking a walk
Time
The past is stuck there, Ready to shake the present, This magnet turned lover. Tomorrow, it doesn’t belong to me.
A magical display of images
A magical display of images Far from the troubling storms Looks at the wise man.
Theater
The curtain of mourning leaves Descends to the silent threshold. The theater of autumn Whose sadness is astonished.
Blond table
I choose the round table, Like the full moon, blond. I lay down my impatience, Of my dreams, the carelessness, Treasures of a coming night, Eternally without chain.
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