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Armchairs, Crap, and Frogs
((crap ! frogs and armchairs !))
il était une fois
il y a
un crapaud
qui était un sorcier
le crapaud
était un mauvais
homme Il a ensorcelé
un prince ; le prince est
devenu une
citrouille
ce mauvais crapaud
la reine était
triste et elle est cherché
pour son fils
mais elle n’est le trouvé pas
une belle princesse est
cherché pour un
beau prince de
marier mais elle
n’est trouvé personne elle
n’est trouvé
rien mais une
citrouille
il était une fois
la princesse est fait
une tarte de citrouille
et dans les châteaux
la reine est criée la
jeune fille est criée et
ce crapaud est dansé
___________________
to be a frog
it is
a bunch of crap
like being a sorcerer
such crap
that one is sick
at home ensorcelled
by prancing princes
that aren’t really
there
such sick crap
the rain falls
sad and searching
pouring sun gold
she falls trusting
yellow-dressed princess she’s
searching for blue-
suited prince
she’ll marry him
discover him discovering
her his may-
queen his
to be a frog
loving a princess
looking sitting
she won’t find me
castle-less green-suited prince
here in the rain
such crap is moving
_________________
once upon a time
there was
frog
who was sorcerer
frog was
a bad guy
he bewitched prince;
prince became
pumpkin
that bad frog
queen was sad
she searched for her
son but didn’t find him
princess was searching
for a handsome
prince to marry
but she didn’t find anyone
she didn’t
find anything but
pumpkin
once upon a time
princess made
pumpkin pie
and in the castles
queen was crying
princess girl was crying and
frog was dancing
_______________
the belief was
that a flawed gem belonging
to a sorcerer and
hidden in his piano
had placed a nasty curse
on a man
on a prince ; now he
could only eat
nuts
and sit in his armchair
his mother cried
knowing he would
never be good
be better
the princess
searched for
the cursing stone
she knew if she
found it the prince
would marry her
so she looked she looked
he sat in his armchair
the belief was
that the princess took
the curse for herself
and sat in the armchair
but never cried
since she was loved
and the prince was moving
- by forestgirl743 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 08/05/2008 |
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- Title: Armchairs, Crap, and Frogs...
- Artist: forestgirl743
- Description: French poem with three translations
- Date: 08/05/2008
- Tags: frogs armchairs crap
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