Nusch (Paul Eluard Poems)
The sentiments apparentThe lightness of approachThe tresses of caresses.Without worry or suspicionYour eyes confide in what they seeSeen by what ...
The sentiments apparentThe lightness of approachThe tresses of caresses.Without worry or suspicionYour eyes confide in what they seeSeen by what ...
After years of wisdomDuring which the world was transparent as a needleWas it cooing about something else?After having vied with ...
She looks into meThe unknowing heartTo see if I loveShe has confidence she forgetsUnder the clouds of her eyelidsHer head ...
Woman I've lived withWoman I live withWoman I'll live withAlways the sameYou need a red cloakRed gloves a red maskAnd ...
Run and run towards deliveranceAnd find and gather everythingDeliverance and richesRun so quickly the thread breaksWith the sound a great ...
For the splendour of the day of happinesses in the airTo live the taste of colours easilyTo enjoy loves so ...
What's become of you why this white hair and pinkWhy this forehead these eyes rent apart heart-rendingThe great misunderstanding of ...
We'll not reach the goal one by one but in pairsWe know in pairs we will know all about usWe'll ...
Even when we sleep we watch over each otherAnd this love heavier than a lake's ripe fruitWithout laughter or tears ...
Life is truly kindCome to me, if I go to you it's a game,The angels of bouquets grant the flowers ...
Do we reach the sea with clocks In our pockets, with the noise of the sea In the sea, or ...
I. Soon Of all the springtimes of the world This one is the ugliest Of all of my ways of ...
Despair has no wings, Nor has love, No countenance: They do not speak. I do not stir, I do not ...
The river I have under my tongue, Unimaginable water, my little boat, And curtains lowered, let's speak. (Paul Eluard)
We both have our hands to give Take mine I shall lead you afar I have lived several times my ...
I cannot be known Better than you know me Your eyes in which we sleep We together Have made for ...
La courbe de tes yeux fait le tour de mon coeur, Un rond de danse et de douceur, Auréole du ...
She is standing on my eyelids And her hair is in my hair She has the color of my eye ...
"Little child of my five senses and of my tenderness." Let us cradle our loves, We will have good children. ...
I speak to you across cities I speak to you across plains My mouth is upon your pillow Both faces ...
I have not always had this certainty, this pessimism which reassures the best among us. There was a time when ...
What else could we do, for the doors were guarded, What else could we do, for they had imprisoned us, ...
The wind Undecided Rolls a cigarette of air The mute girl talks: It is art's imperfection. This impenetrable speech. The ...
There were only a few of them In all the earth Each one thought he was alone They sang, they ...
A few grains of dust more or less On ancient shoulders Locks of weakness on weary foreheads This theatre of ...
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