{"id":834,"date":"2011-01-06T21:06:45","date_gmt":"2011-01-06T20:06:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/duszka.ehost.pl\/?p=834"},"modified":"2011-08-19T21:50:48","modified_gmt":"2011-08-19T20:50:48","slug":"poemes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maria.duszka.pl\/?p=834","title":{"rendered":"Po\u00e8mes"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--:PL-->Traduction: Tomasz Duszka<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>x  x  x<br \/>\nje me trouve dans la for\u00eat<br \/>\nles bouleaux me b\u00e9nissent avec<br \/>\nses rameaux<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>x x  x<br \/>\npremier amour<br \/>\ncomme un \u00e9clair<br \/>\nmontre le net ciel<br \/>\npuis longtemps<br \/>\nt\u00e9n\u00e9bres<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>x  x  x<br \/>\nles yeux d&#8217;animaux<br \/>\nsont toujours purs<br \/>\nles animaux n&#8217;ont ni \u00e2me<br \/>\nni remords<br \/>\nils me regardent<br \/>\nanalysant<br \/>\nattentivement<br \/>\nje n&#8217;ai pas le courage<br \/>\nde regarder dans leurs yeux<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>x\u00a0 x x<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong> <\/strong><br \/>\nun sot rustique<br \/>\nil s&#8217;assoit \u00e0 c\u00f4t\u00e9 de tombe de sa m\u00e8re<br \/>\nen embrassant ses genoux avec ses bras<br \/>\net en se balan\u00e7ant<br \/>\nil r\u00e9pete:<br \/>\nmaman en terre<br \/>\nterre en maman&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>x  x  x<br \/>\nje serai chez toi aujourd&#8217;hui<br \/>\nmon c\u0153ur au dessus de moi<br \/>\ncomme une alouette<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>x  x  x<br \/>\nle gris a beaucoup de nuances<br \/>\nj&#8217;ai aper\u00e7u cela r\u00e9cemment<br \/>\ndans tes yeux<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>x  x  x<br \/>\nparfois j&#8217;envie<br \/>\n\u00e0 un chien<br \/>\nque tu caresses<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>x  x  x<br \/>\nla pri\u00e8re<br \/>\n&#8211; 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