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When the time of the cicadas will be there
Quand soufflera le vent du sud
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When the southern wind will be blowing
Quand la terre deviendra blanche
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When the earth will become white
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When the fissures will appear in the floor
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When crevices will dig the dust
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When the dirsty trees will lower their branches
Quand leur écorce sèche craquera sous la brise
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When their dry bark will creak under the breeze
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When the grass will become yellow
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When the beds of the rivers will become beds of stones
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When we will be looking for shadow
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When the eyes will suffer from too much of light
Quand ce sera l'été
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7 commentaires:
MAGNIFIQUE! MAGNIFIQUE! MAGNIFIQUE!
J'en ai le souffle coupé: tes photos et ton texte sont magnifiques!
Bravo et grosses bises
Woaw!Merci de ton enthousiasme!
Every season have a sound.
Beautiful words and illustrations. Like many other things we appreciate water when we most need it, but take it for granted most of the time.
je me languis déjà... tes mots s'allient admirablement aux images :)))
What a journey!
You have captured the essence of those fountains very well - both in words and pictures. I enjoyed the post very much.
And where would we be without water?
PS Thank you for the very pleasant comment!
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