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Poem: Navette…
Navette…
Hello, good bye,
A smile, a sigh,
And my thoughts elope
To Paris, and a song of hope,
“Un jour tu verras,”
(One day, you will see,)
“on se rencontrera”
(We shall meet again,)
“quelque part, n’importe où,”
(Somewwhere, anywhere,)
“guidés par le hasard…”
(Led by mere fortune,)
And this mellow tune
Of sunny-sad days of yore,
Shall sing an encore…
……………….. Tatul Sonentz
Aug. 29, 2014
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