Il Pleut (Apollinaire)

Il Pleut by Apollinaire

In the English:




It's raining


It’s raining women’s voices as if they had died even in memory
And it’s raining you as well marvellous encounters of my life O little
            drops
Those rearing clouds begin to neigh a whole universe of auricular cities
Listen if it rains while regret and disdain weep to an ancient music
Listen to the bonds fall off which hold you above and below

~ by Jeremy on March 10, 2008.

2 Responses to “Il Pleut (Apollinaire)”

  1. It seems that this is a google translation, don’t you have a better one?

  2. My French teacher was a secretive alcoholic. She was too busy falling into debt to teach us anything.

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