20130920 One Day Without Leeteuk


“Cher Leader, je fais souvent ce rêve étrange et pénétrant….

«Est-il brun, blond ou roux ? – Je l’ignore.
Son nom ? Je me souviens qu’il est doux et sonore
Comme ceux des aimés que la Vie exila.

Son regard est pareil au regard des statues,
Et, pour sa voix, lointaine, et calme, et grave, elle a
L’inflexion des voix chères qui se sont tues.»

Extrait et ajout à Mon rêve familier, Paul VERLAINE (1844-1896)”

“Dear leader, I often have this weird and pervasive dream….

«Is he brune, blonde, or redhead ? – I do not know.
His name? I remember it is sweet and sonorous,
Like those of the loved that life has exiled.

His eyes are the same as a statues’s gaze,
And, for his voice, distant, and mild, and serious, he has
The inflection of dear voices that were silenced.»

Extract and change to My familiar dream, Paul VERLAINE (1844-1896)

Comeback D-310

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