Tuesday, 29 April 2008
Il Fait Pluie
Aujourd'hui il pleut lentement. Il fait pluie sur l'herbe, et dans les lits. Il pleut tout au travers de la maison, et il pleut dans mon coeur avec un humidité le plus sérieux. Il fait pluie dans mon coeur parce que je n'ai rien sujét pour ma plume écrire autour. Oh non.
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Il pleut dans mon coeur comme il pleut sur la ville!
ReplyDeleteI've just tagged you. Because I have no idea how to put a link in my blog, this is about as high tech as it gets.. Consider yourself tagged..
Have I subconsciously plagiarised Rimbaud? Thank you - I've never been tagged before; how exciting. A tactful ausfahrt for blogger's block?
ReplyDeleteIl fait pluie dans les lits?! Good one, impressed with your French. Fortunatamente ho perso tutto la mia Francia in Italia, otherwise I'd be right back at ya!
ReplyDeleteMarianne - does this mean you're back? Goody! Hope you had the best of times?
ReplyDeleteOh, no I'm not back. But in spirit yes because I found an internet cafe- yay!
ReplyDeleteWhen are you going to cover Breton?
ReplyDeleteFancy, I know nothing about Breton. I imagine the Bretons are a bit like the Cornish; fiercely distinct from the rest of the country, a sort of Celtic fringe. In fact, I bet the language has similarities to Cornish too? Don't they wear those fishermen's smocks the Cornish have as well?
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