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[sid] => 155403
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[aid] => mick
[title] => Ne Pense Pas De Moi
[time] => 2009-11-27 01:01:53
[hometext] => Le souvenir est seulement l'instant dans la file immense des années...
[bodytext] => Mon amour, ne pense pas de moi, Quand une pluie froide frappe dans ta fenêtre, Quand un rayon cristallin de la lune Te réveillera dans le silence de nuit. Ne pense pas de moi, quand cette heure viendra, Quand nous dirons calme adieu, Quand une tristesse touchera tes yeux Et chassera l'ombre des promesses vaines. Ne pense pas de moi, ne se rappelle pas, Laisse le passe en paix et ne verse pas les larmes, Que la nuit éclipse l'ancien "je t'aime", Que les ombres du passe remboursent la passion ancien, Et le son de ma voix ne dérangera pas ton repos, Mais qu'était deviendra seulement un beau rêve, Rappelant la passion, l'amour, la douleur, Le conte de fée qu'était chez nous, mien gentil. Ne te pense pas de moi, quand Touchera les cendres des cheveux gris et la vieillesse Soudain rappellera que rien n'est éternel, Que les années t'apportent le repos et la connaissance, Qu'un vrai amour est non irréprochable. Le souvenir est seulement l'instant Dans la file immense des années, Beau, bon, admirable, triste, Définissant tout ce manégé de chevaux de bois. Ne se rappelle pas ce que n'est pas oublie, Ne pleure pas sur ce que ne plus rendre, En effet, tout possible dans ce monde périssable, Et nous nous rencontrerons de nouveau pour tout rendre. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - DON'T THINK OF ME My love, don't think of me, When the cold rain knocks in your window, When the crystalline ray of the moon Will awaken you in the night's silence. Don't think of me, when the hour comes, When we say calm goodbye, When sadness touches your eyes And dispel the shadow of promises in the dark. Don't think of me, don't remember, Leave the past alone and don't shed tears, Let the night to eclipse the ancient "I love", Let the shadows of past to reimburse ancient passion, And the sound of my voice won't disturb your rest, But the past will become a nice dream only, Reminding of passion, of love, of pain, Of the fairy tale that we've once had. Don't think of me, when Old age will touch you by an ashes of the grey hair and Suddenly will remind that nothing is eternal, That years bring you rest and knowledge, That true love is not blameless. The memory is only the instant In the huge queue of the years, Nice, good, marvelous, sad, Defining all this merry-go-round horses. So don't remember what's not forgotten, Don't shed tears over what can't returned, Indeed, everything is possible in this perishable world, And we will meet once again to return everything. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 191 [topic] => 22 [informant] => Alexa_Bachtel [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => french [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => LostLove )
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