20130423 One Day Without Leeteuk

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“Cher leader, pardonneras-tu cette fanfaronnade ?

«Par les soirs bleus d’été, j’irai dans les sentiers,
Picoté par les blés, fouler l’herbe menue,
Rêveur, j’en sentirai la fraîcheur à mes pieds.
Je laisserai le vent baigner ma tête nue.

Je ne parlerai pas, je ne penserai rien :
Mais l’amour infini me montera dans l’âme,
Et j’irais loin, bien loin, comme un bohémien,
Par la nature, heureux comme avec une femme.»

Arthur Rimbaud, Sensation, 1870.

«Ah le rossignol
même en présence d’un prince
son chant est le même»

ISSA (1763-1827)

“Dear leader, will you forgive this bravado ?

«On the blue summer evenings, I shall go down the paths,
Getting pricked by the corn, crushing the short grass:
In a dream I shall feel its coolness on my feet.
I shall let the wind bathe my bare head.

I shall not speak, I shall think about nothing:
But endless love will mount in my soul;
And I shall travel far, very far, like a gipsy,
Through the countryside – as happy as if I were with a woman.»

Arthur Rimbaud, Sensation, 1870

«Ah nightingale
Even in the presence of a prince
His warbling is the same»

ISSA (1763-1823)”

Comeback D-460

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