24 mai 2014

Robertbob dans le langage des oiseaux

RobertBob, oiseau rare !
73 printemps!

Pretty Saro
Down in some lone valley
In a sad lonesome place
Where the wild birds do all
Their notes to increase

Farewell pretty Saro
I bid you Adieu
But I dream of pretty Saro
Wherever I go

Well my love she won't have me
So I understand
She wants a freeholder
Who owns a house and land

I cannot maintain her
With silver and gold
And all of the fine things
That a big house can hold

If I was a poet
And could write a fine hand
I'd write my love a letter
That she'd understand

And write it by the river
Where the waters overflow
But I dream of pretty Saro
Wherever I go

1 commentaire:

Anonyme a dit...




Alors que l'épluche des résultats
des élections européennes
signent ce matin
désastre politique
quel avenir pour
pour nous autres citoyens !!!

Réconfort est
Poser les yeux
sur le bouquet lilas
tout en écoutant la ballade
de Dylan

Prémonition, lucidité du Poète
encouragement, encore et encore
pour nos luttes du lendemain ?

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