C'est de la poésie
Puisqu’on ne vivra
Jamais tous les deux
Puisqu’on est fou
Puisqu’ils sont
Si nombreux
Mem᪠la morale
Parle pour eux
J’aimerais quand
Mem᪠te dire
Tout ce que j’ai
Pu á¨crire
Je l'ai puisᨠá
I’ en cre de tes yeux
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Comments
Eyes
Eyes are the windows to the soul.
Très bon.
Sarah
I agree
I agree with you. Thanks for the comment
Poetry
Love the pic, wish I understood the language
May Your Light Forever Shine
L'encre de tes Yeux
Since we will never both live
Since we are mad, since we are alone
Since they are so numerous
Even morality speaks for them
I would really like to say to you,
All that I could write
I got it out in the inks of your eyes
Words and music: Francis Cabrel
Thanks for translate it
Yes that's the translation of this poem, thank you for sharing it.
Thank you Stanman
The translation is already in the message below, thanks for reading the poem.