[Dark Kitten]

Les fleurs fleurissent.
Le soleil brilles.
Le tigre rugit.
Les singe cris,
Et les feuilles bruissement
Quand le vent souffles i* travers.
C'est un fi´ret tropicale,
et je suis une grenouille d'arbre.
Je suis seul.
Il y a ne plus de mon espi¨ce ici.
Lentement mais si»rement,
Mes couleurs pali®ssent,
Et mes members deviennent fatigue.

Mais...

Les fleurs calme fleurissent.
Le soleil calme brilles.
Le tigre calme rugit.
Les singe calme cris,
Et les feuilles bruissement
Quand le vent souffles i* travers.
C'est encore un fi´ret tropicale,
Mais pour combien de temps?


TRANSLATION:
The flowers bloom.
The sun shines.
The tiger roars.
The monkey cries,
And the leaves rustle
When the wind blows through.
This is a tropical forest,
And I am a tree frog.
I am alone.
There are no more of my species here.
Slowly but surely,
My colours fade,
And my limbs grow tired.

But...

The flowers still bloom.
The sun still shines.
The tiger still roars.
The monkey still cries,
And the leaves rustle
When the wind blows through.
This is still a tropical forest,
But for how long?

[Storiesmaniac]

Hey i like that poem. Nice work. My Dad would be in love with the french version, it really is a sexy language french. Any ways I thought it was great. thumbs up.

[Dark Kitten]

Thanks Maniac. French IS sexy!!
~DK

[Anonymous]

I only read the poem in french. I liked the way the french words flowed together, if I even pronounced them right! .... I didnt want to know the meaning. Nice work.