Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
The road will be tricky and twisted with turns;
On life's winding path we're often misled.
The mission is won with tears that we shed,
May every defeat be quickly adjourned;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead.
Do not be afraid in your soul there is said
The strength to endure whatever is churned;
On life's winding path we're often misled.
Life is a tapis where future is thread,
Its pattern mere mortals can never discern;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
The path is unknown and not easily tred,
With every misstep the lessons are learned;
On life's winding path we're often misled.
May hope before us ever be spread,
May tables be set with sweetest sauterne;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
Often we travel with God's blessing of bread,
Sometimes with a curse from the devil's own urn;
Get ready my friend for the journey ahead,
On life's winding path we're often misled.
On the pillow
Of the deserts contemplated,
On the lips and eyelids,
I’m looking for it,
Among the distant noises,
On the flying carpets,
In the learned plates,
I’m looking for it,
Among the humming of bees,
In the rooms of kings,
On the lavender of the eyes,
I’m looking for it,
On the forest moss,
The branches of the clouds,
On the blue laughter of comets,
I’m looking for it,
Sur l’oreiller
Des déserts contemplés,
Sur les lèvres et les paupières,
Je le cherche,
Parmi les bruits lointains,
Sur les tapis volants,
Dans les assiettes savantes,
Je le cherche,
Parmi les bourdonnements d’abeille,
Dans les chambres des rois,
Sur la lavande des yeux,
Je le cherche,
Sur la mousse des forêts,
Les branches des nuages,
Sur le rire bleu des comètes,
Je le cherche,
Je vois partout de beaux bouquets
de clochettes blanches à l’air fragile ;
Ces petites fleurs aux têtes courbées
feuilles vert-foncé et tiges graciles.
Sur une pelouse forestière
un tapis blanc resplendissant
de têtes, inclinées en prière
annonce l’arrivée du printemps.
Sous les doux rayons du soleil
j’apprécie ce paysage si pur,
ces clochettes de l’espoir éveillent
la somnolence de la nature.
28.03.2022