i and the Village
(after Marc Chagall)
Dew drops into jade a three-quarter moon.
Love O love ! Your uprooted flower dissip...
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I and the village (after Marc Chagall)

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I and the village (after Marc Chagall)

  1. 1. i and the Village (after Marc Chagall) Dew drops into jade a three-quarter moon. Love O love ! Your uprooted flower dissipates Its scentedness onto my hand, soon O soon recalling to me a certain music - My fate was always to leave the place where moon danced with subtle Neptune! All dissolves - save your remembered face, your laughing in the street and your dancing for the moon! Your jade rings and your flower are my jewel, shading everything green, and purple, a rich blue. Dew drops into jade a jewelled moon, Her white flower dissolves under blue. I remember a face, now caught into light, now a tone, a jewelled ring, a certain bright hue –

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