lo so, lo so...è ancora presto, ma dal momento che per me non cambia nulla perchè l'amore non c'è più, ho pensato di riportare le poesie d'amore che più mi piacciono...
prima degli Haiku
time can scratch your body
not that there is inside
ch'arriverà as white butterfly kiss on me
not be well formatted ...... Lizard
heart I cut off
never grow back.
And without you ... the sun will rise again ... t
The moon is there
that light m'inquieta eyes
wet dream crystal
then move on to Prevertand
I went to the bird market and
I went to the bird market
And I bought the bird for you my love
I went to the flower market and bought some flowers
For you my love
I went to the scrap market
And I bought chains
Heavy chains For you my love
Then I went to the slave market
And I looked
but finding love my
I like this much more in French
Paris at night
Trois allumettes allumées dans une à une première pour la nuit
The voir ton visage tout entier pour voir
The second tes yeux La dernière pour voir
Et ta bouche
the obscuri tout entière pour me rappeler tout hidden
you Serrant En dans bras
The song Where are you going
jailer jailer
fine with that key blood-stained
I'm going to leave my beloved
If there is still time
had locked inside
Tenderly cruelly
In the cell of my desire
In the bottom of my torment
In the future lies In nonsense
oath
want to break free I want to be free
And also to let me forget And
And also go
And love me still
O to love another
If a day goes to the genius
And if I only
And she is gone I
Serber only
Serber however
into the hands
Until my last hours
The softness of her breasts shaped by ' love.
I think that's enough for today .... maybe tomorrow one of my
I went to the bird market and bought
birds For you my love
I went to the flower market and bought flowers
For you my love I went to the scrap metal market
And I bought chains
Heavy chains For you my love
And then I went to the slave market
And thee sought
But I've found my love.
I bought
birds For you my love
I went to the flower market and bought flowers
For you my love I went to the scrap metal market
And I bought chains
Heavy chains For you
my love And then I went to the slave market
And sought thee
But I've found my love.
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