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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354414" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ciel Brouillé (Cloudy Sky)</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On dirait ton regard d'une vapeur couvert;<br>Ton oeil mystérieux (est-il bleu, gris ou vert?)<br>Alternativement tendre, rêveur, cruel,<br>Réfléchit l'indolence et la pâleur du ciel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tu rappelles ces jours blancs, tièdes et voilés,<br>Qui font se fondre en pleurs les coeurs ensorcelés,<br>Quand, agités d'un mal inconnu qui les tord,<br>Les nerfs trop éveillés raillent l'esprit qui dort.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Tu ressembles parfois à ces beaux horizons<br>Qu'allument les soleils des brumeuses saisons...<br>Comme tu resplendis, paysage mouillé<br>Qu'enflamment les rayons tombant d'un ciel brouillé!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ô femme dangereuse, ô séduisants climats!<br>Adorerai-je aussi ta neige et vos frimas,<br>Et saurai-je tirer de l'implacable hiver<br>Des plaisirs plus aigus que la glace et le fer?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cloudy Sky</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One would say that your gaze was veiled with mist; <br>Your mysterious eyes (are they blue, gray or green?) <br>Alternately tender, dreamy, cruel, <br>Reflect the indolence and pallor of the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You call to mind those days, white, soft, and mild, <br>That make enchanted hearts burst into tears, <br>When, shaken by a mysterious, wracking pain, <br>The nerves, too wide-awake, jeer at the sleeping mind.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You resemble at times those gorgeous horizons<br>That the sun sets ablaze in the seasons of mist...<br>How resplendent you are, landscape drenched with rain,<br>Aflame with rays that fall from a cloudy sky!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O dangerous woman, O alluring climates! <br>Will I also adore your snow and your hoar-frost, <br>And can I draw from your implacable winter <br>Pleasures keener than iron or ice?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>— Translated by William Aggeler</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Misty Sky </div><div style="margin:10px 0">One would have thought your eyes were veiled in haze <br>Strange eyes! (Grey, green, or azure is their gaze?) <br>It seems they would reflect, in each renewal, <br>The changing skies, dull, dreamy, fond, or cruel.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You know those days both warm and hazy, which <br>Melt into tears the hearts that they bewitch: <br>And when the nerves, uneasy to control, <br>Too-wide awake, upbraid the sleeping soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">You, too, resemble such a lit horizon <br>As suns of misty seasons now bedizen...<br>As you shine out, a landscape fresh with rain <br>With misty sunbeams sparkling on the plain.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Dangerous girl, seductive as the weather! <br>Shall I adore your snows and frosts together? <br>In your relentless winter shall I feel <br>A kiss more sharp than that of ice and steel?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>— Translated by Roy Campbell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Ciel brouillé</div><div style="margin:10px 0">thine eyes are veiled with vapour opaline;<br>— those eyes of mystery! — (azure, grey or green?)<br>cruel or soft in turn as dreams devise,<br>reflect the languor of the pallid skies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">thou'rt like these autumn days of silver-grey<br>whose magic melts the soul to tears: a day<br>when by a secret evil inly torn<br>the quivering nerves laugh drowsy wits to scorn.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">thou art as fair as distant dales, where suns<br>of misty seasons leave their benisons...<br>how dazzling rich the dewy woodlands lie<br>flaming in sunlight from a ruffled sky!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">o fateful woman! sky that lures and lours!<br>and shall I love thy snow, its frosty hours,<br>and learn to clutch from winter's iron gyves<br>new pleasure keen as cloven ice or knives?</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>— Translated by Lewis Piaget Shanks</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Baudelaire">Charles Baudelaire</a><div class=q>
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Ton oeil mystérieux (est-il bleu, gris ou vert?)
Alternativement tendre, rêveur, cruel,
Réfléchit l'indolence et la pâleur du ciel.

Tu rappelles ces jours blancs, tièdes et voilés,
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