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Quelques fois j’ai pense

qui ti ne te rend conte pas,

or c’est ton habitude;

et ti no t’excite pas de plus

d’encore quelqu’un

qui son coeur deborde, ou

d’encore un barrage tombe’e

par une vague d’emotions;

d’une seule regarde

de tes belles yeux,

d’un apercu bref des beaux

traits de ton visage.

Malgre tout J’ai essai

Tout le temps

A attraper ton attention

A te fair comprendre

que je t’aime tellement.

Mon amour,

mon seul amour.



Sometimes I think

That you don’t care, or

you are simply used to

one more suitor

whose heart overflows,

or to another dam

that has collapsed

under a surge

of heated emotions

due to one look

of your beautiful eyes

or a brief gaze at

your beautiful features.

In spite of it

I try ceaselessly

to attract your attention,

to let you understand

that I love you so much

my darling

my one and only love.


© Haim Kadman May 2011 – all rights reserved.

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