Snow Mountains
Drunk lines mountains
Entangle the soul of innocence in so
That we would go together to speed
The being of all these umbels of snow
Even these would be offered temporary celebrated
In our new scent has to re opages irradiated
I often see these landscapes to enchant
A furrow our eyes only meetings and
Dizziness bare their secrets comforts
Complete a dream, pledge of tenderness
The soul of the poet several times caress
When the forest tree nourished pink
First offered in my stays sometimes
When the dance season at the edges of roofs
Slender ice, crowned with light and shadow
As these old loves were born to a prayer
Isolde, Roxane and all three Berengere
Imitating the salvation provided they overtook both
When the heavens, the gods claimed to raise the axis of a tone
Winter in these beliefs that we would reason
Drunk lines mountains
Y drew their innocence
Under the snow