Creatures bien-aime ame

Demieres heures, nuit pluvieuse froid,

Fixant rever, peluche dansle lit,

Les yeux gonfles ouvertes, sortir de confort,

Mettre des rideaux de cote, Porte de fenetre glissate,

D'accueillir la brise, qui la fraicheur de leur ame fatiguee,

Ecouter les oiseaux celestes equipage,

Glisser une priere de souhait, tandis que le ciel rosee,

je me demandain coment beni,

quand creatures' bien-aime ame, doit avoir vole.

Translation:

In last hours of chilled rainy night,

Lies a dreaming soul, stuffed in bed,

Opening puffy eyes, moves out of coziness,

Putting curtains aside, sliding window doors,

To welcome the breeze that refreshens the weary soul,

To listen to heavenly voices, as birdy crew scroll,

Slipping wishful prayers, while sky drops dew,

Wondering how blessed be the morning,

Whence' creatures' beloveds' soul' must' have flew.

Morning Tragedy'

'twas an early morning,

 birds were busy chirping,

Grass all wet with dew,

When the cool breeze blew,

And the sun's  rays 're turning to hue,

The bees, the crows, the sparrows,

All birds being busy in some crew,

Singing melodies was all, she could do,

But the injured cuckoo couldn't flew.,.

Believe only ur piece of mind"

What an easy life,

Though only yu can feel the edge of knife,

What a silent thyself,

Though only yu can feel the noise within,

What a peaceful world yu're living in,

Though only yu can feel the roughness inside,

What a smooth way to tread on,

Though only yu can feel bloody thorns along,

The world see only, what they want to,

Just follow the way your mind gets to see.,.