Fet Poems - Poems about Fet

Fanm, fanm, o fanm rapadou Boubout mwen, bèsom, kòmansmanm Nan kaye jounalye mwen chak jou Chak jou se pou ou, se jou pa ou Ou se nanm mwen, poto pitanmm Mwen renmen ou chak jou Chouchoum, mwen renmen ou. Bèl fanm, bèl cheri, bèl bote Ou nan kèm tout la jounen Ou okipe nan nan lavi mwen Ou se Princess mwen, gran Majeste Ou se larenn...

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Se te yè dimanch Jou fèt Sen Valanten Nou wè kap pase anpil fanm chik ki gen Ranch anfòm, yo abiye an woz e wouj Kote anpil anmourez kap mache men nan la men Menm jan ak aktè sou enfrawouj Yo tap souri ak ri anpil. Kòm si yo tap pati Yo pran direksyon pou yal patisipe nan yon bèl seans nan...

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Ran to Oxford to receive a- super education, Yale yelled at me "why don't you come learn this side" Oh Harvard knowing that it's so hard To have it and be everywhere at- the same time, royal minded: Princeton, The kingdom calling for a prince. Master of wisdom, and the prince Be in the Hall: building my self FET to further...

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I have come to you with greeting, The sun rose I got to tell you, Light is hot, it has a meeting with the leaves without a failure; I say, wood woke up in beauty every branch, oh can you hear it? Every bird has own duty, thirst of spring, oh do not fear it; Say the day before same passion I have brought...

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Yes, I will say you nothing at all, And I will not disturb you like wind, And so what, I am mute, but I call, I won't let to myself even hint. And night flowers are sleeping all day till the sun will hide into the wood, Leaves are opening quietly, I say, I can hear, heart is blooming, it's good. Now my...

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Oh, do not wake her up with the dawn, With the dawn she is sleeping so sweet, Morning's breathing on her breast alone, It is playing on cheeks with the heat. And her pillow is tender and hot, And her tiresome dream is hot too, Tresses blacken on shoulders, oh, Lord, They surround like some ribbons her view. Yesterday, when the evening was...

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