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La fièvre des fleurs (перевод на Английский)

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The fever of the flowers

I knew her in a fever towards the end of her life
She seemed to disappear in the illness
By she always returned to her bedridden life
I knew her in a fever towards the end of her life
 
I made her a braid in her blond hair
Which trailed everywhere on the ground in every room of the house
She told me “I want to escape myself, I’m tired of always eating the same thing”
But she always returned to her bedridden life
 
She left, she left, she left, she left
She left, she left, she left, she left
She left, she left, she left, she left
 
You carry a name of a flower that was learned by heart
I love your memory like chocolate
You carry a name of a flower that was learned by heart
I love your memory like chocolate
You look more and more
Like someone I don’t know
 
She left, she left, she left, she left
She left, she left, she left, she left
She left, she left, she left, she left
 
She left like the summer
With the clouds, she left on a voyage
disorganized, disorganized
She left for Leukemia
She left me all her books, she left alive
For Chemotherapy, for Chemotherapy
It’s a new country
 
Спасибо!
Добавлено almostneveralmostnever в пн, 17/05/2021 - 13:45
Добавлено в ответ на запрос notthatwisenotthatwise
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