The Wind Takes its Life

In the intense but delicate smell
In the pleasant flavor which dilutes in that of the autumn
The breath of the sky distorts its beauty
Its petals fall, scattered randomly on the rocky ground
A floral death approaches

The floral bouquet disappeared from the big plain
The new landscape is satiny of a magnificent despair
A carpet of petals faded
A small darkened shadow in front of this brightness of greenery
lively colors become blurred little by little
life is dying in this place

In the intense but delicate smell
In the pleasant flavor which dilutes in that of the autumn
The breath of the sky distorts its beauty
Its petals fall, scattered randomly on the rocky ground
A floral death approaches

The wind takes its life
It takes the dead plant
It hides of petals withered the ground abrupt
Its flavor does not exist any more
No, oh beauty !