2013-09-29

Précy jardin




Précy,
Oh, Précy garden,
Précy,
Oh, how I love thy melancholy evenings,
Melancholy.
Garden
To open,
Garden
Is it already heaven?
Précy,
Oh, I love you until the evening to Précy,
Silence.
Just the bell tower strikes midnight,
Birds silk slip
Near sleeping peonies
And wisteria that quiver.
Garden
Oh, Précy garden,
Oh, I wonder,
Oh, my country,
Am already in heaven?

Précy,
Of course, one day I will go here
Further
There, to another country
But if I want something,

Oh, I wish that my roses bloom
A open
For those who love
To open,
That thou mayest be,
A square,
A square,
Joli
Small, small,
A square,
Which would become the paradise
For all children
Précy.
Oh, my dear garden
Précy,
Oh, I wonder,
Précy my garden ...