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\n<\/i><\/span> Pranzetto preparato<\/p>\n
\n<\/i><\/span>Das Schweigen des Himmels<\/span><\/p>\n
\n<\/i><\/span>![\"\"](\"http:\/\/www.irreel.ch\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/blanc-et-rose-1.jpg\")
\njeux de formes et de teintes, le matin, dans le jardin de l’auteur<\/i><\/p>\n\n\n
\n \n
\n<\/span><\/i>essai: to eternal life<\/i><\/span>
\n
\nLast und Hitze
\nbleu spasme
\nla piel me tira
\nder Lauf der Sonne
\nc\u00e9u limpo
\nfa affezionare
\nun ragazzo alla lettura
\npassage aux ailleurs
\nto eternal life<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n
\neen man van aanzien
\ntendo a consci\u00eancia limpa
\naffida la casa
\na un amico
\ny tira agua en el suelo
\nhet lampje
\nverspreidde een flauwe glans
\nel enfermo tirar\u00e1
\nsin duda
\nun a\u00f1o
\nm\u00e1s
\n<\/i><\/span><\/i><\/p>\n
\net de la chaleur
\nbleu spasme
\nla peau me tire
\nla course du soleil
\nciel sans nuages
\nfait aimer
\n\u00e0 un gar\u00e7on la lecture
\npassage aux ailleurs
\nvers une vie \u00e9ternelle<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n
\nun homme consid\u00e9r\u00e9
\nayant la conscience nette
\nconfie sa maison
\n\u00e0 un ami
\nrenverse de l’eau par terre
\nla lampe
\ndiffusait une faible lueur
\nle malade se maintiendra
\nsans doute
\nencore
\nun an<\/i><\/span><\/p>\n
\n\u00e9cureuils sautants
\ntagliato a pezzi
\ndu p\u00eacher \u00e0 la vigne<\/span><\/p>\n
\nin una salsa spessa
\nil croque une noix
\nun odore delicato
\nla moustache bien grasse
\n<\/span><\/p>\n
\ncroque tes projets
\npronta all’invito
\nsaisis les joies
\n<\/span>
\n_____________________________<\/p>\n
\n
\n<\/span>
\n<\/span>h\u00f6rst du das Schweigen des Himmels
\nim Winde wehen
\nfrei auf den Felsen
\nam Rand der See <\/span><\/p>\n
\ntr\u00e4nenvolle Augen
\nge\u00f6ffneter Mund
\nh\u00f6rst du das Schweigen des Himmels?
\n<\/span><\/p>\n
\nvent
\ntend
\nta peau <\/span><\/p>\n
\ndes mers
\nserre
\nta poitrine<\/p>\n
\n<\/span>Daniel Thomas <\/span><\/p>\n
\nsous le vent souffler
\nlibrement sur les rochers
\nau bord de la mer <\/span><\/p>\n
\ndes yeux pleins de larmes
\nbouche ouverte
\nentends-tu le silence du ciel?<\/span>
\n<\/span>der langsame
\nWind
\nspannt
\ndeine Haut <\/span><\/p>\n
\ndes Meeres
\ndr\u00fcckt
\ndeine Brust<\/p>\n
\n<\/span>
\n
\n<\/span><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"