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Jack Growden

Rookie - 204 Points (1997 / Townsville, Australia)

Brelles - French Version


C’est un ville, où tous les rêves des hommes sont produisent,
Et ce ville s’appelle Brelles.
Un mirage merveilleux sur les sables arabes,
Assez le contraire d’enfer brûlant.

C’est un endroit où toute la fortune rencontre
Où l’histoire ne répété jamais.
Où les châteaux splendides avec les fenêtres de diamant
Border les rues marbres.

Les telles terrasses élaborent dans quelques boulevards larges
Que les paons flânent sur à la nuit.
Duquel les plumages chics vaciller et danser,
Sous un clair de lune rutilant.

Les tigres Bengalis enjoués rôdent chaque ruelle,
À côté des femmes qui vendent les sucres et l’épice.
Parce que ce ville est un de loin trop pas beaucoup,
Où assez bon ne suffit pas.

Donc, n’hésiter pas à tout
Commencer la recherche pour où nous résidons,
Parce que la fortune privilégie ces qui est gras
Et cherche leur destin ici à Brelles…

Submitted: Saturday, July 27, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 23, 2013

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Copyright Jack Growden (2013) . Reflecting my bilingual side! I love French and this is my first poem in another language. Please rate and comment your thoughts! Keep reading my poems.

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  • Rookie - 204 Points Jack Growden (8/5/2013 1:20:00 AM)

    Thanks George! Yeah I have studied French for ten years now through school so I'm fluent! I love it, it's a beautiful language. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie George Price (8/4/2013 3:23:00 PM)

    Hi Jack! Just been looking through stuff and I found this; my French isn't too awful (I did it at A level) and once you actually read this aloud, you realise how clever and musical it is. I mean, French is a very poetic sounding language anyway, but this is very competent! Congratulations! I have to say, my French writing is rubbish (I'm good at reading aloud, but that's about it) and I admire anyone who can write it, but to write poetry in it... Impressive. (Report) Reply

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