white cat
white cat,
Behind the illuminated glass,
Don’t ask yourself questions,
If my master disappeared,
Who would feed me? »
He has no imagination,
Is it the key to happiness?
PS, i try to learn portugese, so i don't bring my french poem, portugese sounds musical to my ears
O gato branco,
Atrás do vidro iluminado,
Não te faças perguntas,
« Se o meu mestre desaparecesse,
Quem me alimentaria? »
Ele não tem imaginação,
É a chave para a felicidade?
Copyright © Yann Rolland | Year Posted 2024
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