I'm not crazy to think of you
Since you are exquisitely charming
With a smile and a sigh of joy and glee
So I want to put myself under this tent
Where you can make me laugh all day long
And satiate me every minute of the evening.
Without drinking and knowing it, you make me drunk
Without smoking ganja, you make me feel and live like a hunk
O Darling! Woman, woman, I'm not crazy
On the contrary, you help me see all and everything
That wanders in my head, in my psychic
Now, I am in joy, in frolic and in awe.
I imagine during the day
And I dream all night long
Some parts, there is hope that runs through me
Listen to the bells of the ringing angelus
My heart swoons thinking of you
Woman, soon and with a spoon
I'll be waiting for you under my roof.
P.S. Traduction: 'Je Ne Suis Pas Louf' by Hébert Logerie.
Copyright © July 2011, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem