Waves – It's Raining, Poem by Guillaume Apollinaire

It’s raining women’s voices as if they had died even in memory

it’s you too that rains wonderful encounters of my life o droplets

and these rearing clouds begin to neigh a whole universe of auricular cities

listen if it rains while regret and disdain weep an ancient music

listen to the bonds falling that hold you high and low

Guillaume Apollinaire

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