De ton visage brun retirant l’écharpe,
Tu t’es enivrée de moi une nuit de printemps :
Je sens ton cœur battre et tes cheveux parfumés
Me font tourner la tête comme une brume de prés fleuris.
Les pavots rouges penchés se fanent à tes pieds,
Des nuages roses épars auréolent ta tête,
Les étoiles se rassemblent, la lune s’arrête
Quand tu me donnes tes baisers dans la nuit chaude de printemps.
Vincas Mykolaitis-Putinas
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