Tag: translation

sensation: a translation of rimbaud

by the blue evenings of summer, i will go on the paths
prickled by the wheat, trample the tender grass
dreamer, i will sense the freshness on my feet
i will let the wind bathe my naked head
i will not speak, i will think nothing
but infinite love i show in my soul
and i will go far, very far, like a bohemian
by Nature, happy like with a woman