The earth is blue like an orange
Never a mistake words do not lie
They no longer give for you to sing
Around kisses to get along with
Madmen and loves
She her mouth a wedding ring
All the secrets all the smiles
And what garments of indulgence
To believe her completely nude.
The wasps blossom green
The dawn passes around her neck
A necklace of windows
Wings cover leaves
You have all the solar joys
All the sunlight on earth
On the paths of your beauty.
Paul Eluard
(translation, me)
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