I could die tonight! The sun, the storm, marrow, nerves and heart will throw them all over me. There will be no dreams, no awakening for me at night. And even in the stars I will not go over there!…devamıI could die tonight! The sun, the storm,
marrow, nerves and heart will throw them all over me.
There will be no dreams, no awakening for me at night.
And even in the stars I will not go over there!
Through all these distant worlds, I know well,
Pilgrims of pale hermits and those,
towards us sweet nights stretching hands,
dream People who knows how!
They are our brothers, I know, but we cuckoos!
They give us a sign in the ground, they tremble with sadness!
Maybe sometimes it will be good for us
shall we say two words of consolation to the husband?
The stars will meet someday and maybe that day
Everything will be whitened by the dawn of the weather,
As they say some woolies who have a light mind!
And it will be a cry of brotherhood to God!
But I probably won't be! The sun, the storm,
marrow, nerves and heart will throw them all over me,
there will be no dreams, no awakening for me at night!
In the beautiful stars I will not go over there!
▪︎Jules Laforgue
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