18 mai 2017

"embrassement.."



"La caravane, lentement, chemine; les hommes cramponnés à leur selle ne parlent plus. Bercée au pas égal et balancé de ta monture, tu t'abandonnes, mieux aimée, te laissant délicieusement pénétrer de l'universel embrassement..."





Night and stars above that shine so bright
The mystery of their fading light
That shines upon our caravan

Sleep upon my shoulder as we creep
Across the sand so I may keep
The memory of our caravan

This is so exciting
You are so inviting
Resting in my arms
As I thrill to the magic charms
Of you beside me here beneath the blue
My dream of love is coming true
Within our desert caravan.

Irving Mills,
 parolier de "Caravan

 

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