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Translation
my country
i don't know this sun
which burn the dunes with no end
i don't know another earth
but this which gave me a hand
and if one day, i get out of here
and pass the desert
to see from where does my life come
in which street was my father playing
i'm who was born near Paris
under all this wind,all this rain
i'll never forget my country
and if tomorrow, like today
i must make the trip around the world
to sing my hopes in the world
travel for immortal years
this is me who was born very nearn from Paris
even if i leave my friends
i'll never forget my country
so many graved memories,
classes and summers
so much love to forget
that i was born here
so much time passed
on the beaches of my city
so many friends to forget
that i was born here
i don't know this perfume
of mint and burned sand
but only the dust
under the rolls of the ocean
and it's you who find me a little mat
to this roads lined from the praries
a little very white coulour of eurphates
for those poems which i've taken
you're the only one that i forgot
like the star,honest at night
i'll never forget my country
so many graved memories,
classes and summers
so much love to forget
that i was born here
so much time passed
on the beaches of my city
so many friends to forget
that i was born here
as you,i wait for the rain
to tell him all my pains
exactly as yoy,i smile to him
when he falls on the plain
so many graved memories,
classes and summers
so much love to forget
that i was born here
so much time passed
on the beaches of my city
so many friends to forget
that i was born here
Guest on 2009-04-25✕
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Comments
arpinpoet
i hope u will understand it cuz i'm not v.good in english
:)