Question

Pourquoi nous ne sommes pas venues avant ici
Dans les salons hauts où coins de livres vivent,
Tous colorés a l’infini, souhaitant les parcourir,
Soupirant sentir les caresses des mains curieuses?
Me demande-t-elle, fourrant sous le bras deux exemplaires.


Why didn’t we come here before?
In the high salons where bookends live,
All coloured to infinity, wishing to go through them,
Sighing to feel the caresses of curious hands?
She asks me, tucking two copies under her arm.


De ce nu am venit aici înainte?
În saloanele înalte unde trăiesc cotoare de cărți,
Toate colorate la infinit, dorind să le parcurgem,
Suspinând de a simți mângâierile unor palme curioase?
Mă întreabă ea, îndesând două exemplare sub braț.

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