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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required These people, they’re not worth much, They think they are more liquid than water, They shine before those who envy them, They wear beautiful expensive watches, These people think they’re better than God, Better Than hedgehogs, seagulls, trees, But they don’t have their qualities, The choppy lake makes me forget them. These people, they’re not worth much, They despise Montaigne and La Boétie, For evenings at the village restaurant, They mock the villagers of Tarascon, They have arguments on every boat, Sail when the sea rises suddenly, They shine only to humiliate people, To satisfy their sense of vanity, These people, they’re not worth much, They take you away from distant lands, They take you away from the genius of Claude Monet Meditation in front of blue landscapes, They take you away from the goodness of the trees, From Time that stops on Lake Como, These people, they’re not worth much, They keep you away from the people you love. Ces gens-là, ne valent pas grand-chose, Ils se croient plus liquides que l’eau, Ils brillent devant ceux qui les jalousent, Ils portent de belles montres couteuses, Ces gens-là se croient meilleurs que Dieu, Que les hérissons, les mouettes, les arbres, Mais ils n’en ont pas les qualités, Le clapot d’un lac me les fait oublier. Ces gens-là, ne valent pas grand-chose, Ils méprisent Montaigne et La Boétie, Pour des soirées au restaurant du bourg, Ils moquent les villageois de Tarascon, Ils ont des arguments sur tous les bateaux, Appareillent quand la mer monte soudain, Ils ne brillent que pour humilier les gens, Pour satisfaire leurs sens des vanités, Ces gens-là, ne valent pas grand-chose, Ils vous éloignent des pays lointains, Ils vous éloignent du génie de Claude Monet De la méditation devant des paysages bleus, Ils vous éloignent de la bonté des arbres, Du temps qui s’arrête sur le lac de Côme, Ces gens-là, ne valent pas grand-chose, Ils vous éloignent des gens que vous aimez.
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