To one who is too gay by Charles Baudelaire

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Your head, your gesture, your air
Are beautiful like a beautiful landscape;
Laughter plays on your face
Like a fresh breeze in a clear sky.

The gloomy passer-by you meet
Is dazzled by the healthy glow
Which radiates respendently
From your arms and your shoulders.

The touches of color
Which you sprinkle on your dresses
Throw in the minds of poets
The image of a ballet of flowers.

These dresses are a crazy emblem
Of your multi-colored nature;
Mad I am mad,
I hate you as much as I love you!

Sometimes in a beautiful garden
I dragged my weakness,
I felt the golden sunlight,
The sun tear my breast,

Spring and green
Have so humbled my heart,
I punished on a flower
The insolence of Nature.

So I would like one night
When the hour of pleasure rings
The sighing of lovers in the air
Like a coward, crawling noiselessly

Happy to punish your flesh,
To bruise your breast forgivingly
And do your side surprised
A large wound and hollow,

And dizzying sweetness!
Along these new lips,
Brighter and more beautiful,
Inject my venom, my sister!

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