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romantic love poems

jusqu'à sa fenêtre de chambre
j'ai vu avec les yeux ouverts
le maître des destins humains suis moi
ils me demandent où j'ai été
enveloppez la terre par temps nuageux
il y a une heure du repos paisible
fait longtemps polir la lumière du soleil d'été
quand les mer-vents ont percé nos solitudes
clair de lune profond et tendre
puisque j'ai senti le sens de la mort
il est venu me prendre par la main
son gris bascule toujours la tour au-dessus de la mer

 



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