'Soul' Pleureur

Voici un petit poème (en anglais!) que je voulais partager et que j'avais écrit il y a un petit moment maintenant. Ce n'est pas de la Grande Poésie et les anglophones reconnaîtront mon mauvais usage de la langue :p... Disons que c'est plus pour le fun !

She, under the tree
the sun was shinnig over her
and the leaves
were dancing all together


trough the wind of september
she fell alseep
and the birds, I remember
started singing a spleen


She under the tree
Now comes the sky of the night
lots of stars that stood for her dreams
are going away from her sight


through the tears of her eye
sadness' sparkling
she's all confused and I
fell in love with her melancoly...