![]() | Nombre: | Alain Delalune [Only registered TrekEarth members may contact adelune.] |
| País: | France | |
| Introducción: | By a tepid night of spring, There was quite hundred years ago, That under a blade of parsley noiseless So slim was born John of the Moon, John of the Moon. He was big like a mushroom Frail, delicate, small, cute, And yellow and green like a parrot Had a good cackle John of the Moon, John of the Moon. For cane he had a toothpick Blinked the eye, walked limping, And staying in all season In a pumpkin John of the Moon, John of the Moon. When he ventured through wood, Afar, closely, of all places, Blackbirds, bullfinches on their kazoos, Repeated in circle: John of the Moon, John of the Moon. One saw it passing sometimes In a coupe as big as a walnut, And that along the bloomed pathes Dragged two mice, John of the Moon, John of the Moon. So by chance, offered itself a stream, Who stopped it there immediately, Too small to clear it of a jump, Made a grass a bridge John of the Moon, John of the Moon. When he died, each cried it, In her pumpkin, one buried it, And on her tomb one wrote On the cross: here-lies John of the Moon, John of the Moon. Approximate translation of a French nursery rhyme | |
| Miembro desde: | 2007-10-02 | |
| Cámara: | Olympus E-330 | |
| Nota: | Gold Star Critiquer/Silver Workshop Editor
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