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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2011-02-24 | [This text should be read in francais] | Submited by Guy Rancourt Il n’est point d’orange en mer ni à Séville d’amour. Dis, contre le feu du jour, veux-tu m’offrir ton ombrelle ? J’aurai le visage vert - jus de lime et de citron - et tes mots, petits poissons, viendront nager alentour. Il n’est point d’orange en mer hélas, ni à Séville d’amour ! Traduction d’André Belamich (Federico Garcia Lorca, Chansons. Poésies 1921-1927)
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