Ma belle Danoise / My sweet Danish #poem
que tu me donnes envie,
et ce depuis je t’ai vue,
derrière cette vitre nue,
où tu étais toute étalée,
.
avec ta si grande beauté,
j’aurais voulu te toucher,
te lécher j’aurais adoré,
mais je devais t’admirer,
.
dans ta robe toute dorée,
mais je me sentais maudis,
ni de ne pouvoir te manger,
ni de ne pouvoir te goûter,
.
car à cause de ma maladie,
je ne peux manger du sucré,
et ne peux que te regarder,
toi ma danoise aux fruits,
as you make me want you –
then since then I saw you –
behind this glass gate –
where you were lying –
.
with your so great beauty –
I would have liked to touch you –
to lick you I would have loved –
but I had to admire you –
.
in your golden dress only –
but I felt so in distress –
nor to be able to eat you –
nor to be able to taste you –
.
because of my illness –
I can not eat sweet things –
so diabetes is a sad fate –
if for a Danish you craved –
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