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FRANCE
UNDER THE PURPLE FLOWERS
“I
suddenly remember and miss
I
suddenly reminisce about his kiss
My
lips bewitched with the old cicadas’ carol...”
(from the song “The
First Kiss”)
In the purple flowers’ shade
You
kissed me the first kiss.
The moon
lit its light of jade;
The
cicadas sang their song of bliss.
Then,
time passed fast and blind;
You went
to your studies above
Leaving
the purple flowers behind
With
such a dreamlike love.
In each
letter sent to the old place
You said
you still missed this start
With the
purple flowers of grace
And this
young and true heart.
I have
come back each day alone
To see
the old flowers obsess
And hear
the cicadas groan;
I feel
such a vague distress.
I have
nurtured my pastoral love
Now that
summer is back to see
With the
purple flowers above
I’ve
become an amorous banian tree.
Translation
by THANH-THANH
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