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La rosée hivernale s'évapore ; un dernier papillon prend son envol.
Un baiser, un sourire, des caresses, marqués au fer rouge sur ma peau
Le chant des mésanges bleues résonne, hésite, puis s'éloigne.

Sa voix de velours fleurit les bourgeons gelés de mon coeur,
À travers la fenêtre de sa chambre douillette, je regrette
Ce monde que trop lointain auquel je n'appartiendrai bientôt plus.

Perdus dans cette montagne fleurie, impitoyablement belle
Sous les cerisiers d'hiver, les pétales chantent et tombent.
Ce ciel si clair, qui me sourit une dernière fois,
Le ciel de ses yeux.

   The sky under cherry trees

Winter dew evaporates ; a last butterfly flies away.
A kiss, a smile, caresses, branded on my skin
Bluetits' warbling resonates, hesitates, then goes away.

Her velvet voice blooms my heart's frozen buds,
Through the window of her cozy room, I regret
That so distant world to whom I won't belong anymore.

Lost in this flowery mountain, mercilessly beautiful
Under the winter cherry trees, petals sing and fall.
This sky so clear, smiling at me one last time,
The sky of her eyes.
To a very special someone, and who will always be.
Why is it so hard to be apart from you?
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