Karl Wiener

Le mistral

Le coquelicot teint en rouge les prés,

le vent ébouriffe la toison du genêt,

la poussière se lève dans l’air

et fait passer la lumière,

le ciel change à gris-pâle:

c’est le Mistral.

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Published on e-Stories.org on 02.10.2007.

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