Mal du pays
La pluie coule sur mon visage Je ne crois pas que ce soit de la pluie Ce sont mes larmes Amères Je suis parti loin de mon pays De ma patrie, de mes amis J'ai abandonné ma famille Pour ici Cette contrée m'est étrangère Le climat me désespère Je me me languis du desert Du sable chaud Je me sens dépérir À petit feu Doucement Progressivement Comme un amant loin de sa bien aimée Loin de son visage, De son odeur D'elle. oOo J'espère que vous avez aimé ! C'est l'histoire de mon meilleur ami, qui est un immigré. |PAC|
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PBongPal PAC
Merci ! Oui c'est le but !
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PBongPal PAC
@Nadine Tikhonovitch Merci beaucoup ❤️
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PBongPal PAC
@ Mémé Paradoxx j'avais pas vu ton message ! Je corige
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