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Against Homophobia A VIDEO

homophobia, A POEM WHICH END ORIGINAL TEXT IN FRENCH AND SPANISH CAN BE READ BELOW


Je sais your m ' ; attends by alex132551

Tomorrow, at dawn, the time at which pales
I will leave the field. As you see, is that I expect.
will go through the woods, go up the mountain,
I can not keep away from you long time.

walk with eyes fixed on my thoughts,
Without seeing anything on the outside, without hearing no noise.
Alone, unknown, back hunched, hands clasped,
Sad, and the day for me will be like night.

will not look or gold of the afternoon falling candles Neither
how far down towards Harfleur.
And, when you arrive, put on your grave
A bouquet of holly green and heather in bloom.

Victor Hugo.

ORIGINAL IN FRENCH

Demain, dès l'aube, à l'heure où blanchit la campagne, Je
partirai. Vois-tu, je sais your m'attends
J'irai par la forêt, J'irai par la montagne, Je ne puis
demeure loin de toi

longer I walk with eyes fixed on my thoughts,
Seeing nothing outside, without hearing any noise
Alone, unknown, back bent, hands crossed,
Sad, and the day for me will be like night

I will not look at the golden evening falls,
Neither distant sails going down towards Harfleur
And when I arrive, I'll put on your grave A bouquet of
green holly and heather in bloom

Victor Hugo.