Duei Pense A l'Homme

A very beautiful French poem.

Below is the translation and poem.

It is necessary that he looks like me,
But I do not yet know how,
Me who is the world together
With each of their moments.

I want to separate him from eternity
And isolate him in his arms,
I would want to own his gestures
Before they are what they will be,
I imagine him at the window,
But the house does not exist.

I suggest him, I feel him through,
I form him without him wanting
I give him myself, I take myself away,
Since I cant wait to see him
I keep him, I delay him
in order to best conceive him.
Sometimes, shapeless, you move away
You drink, in the middle of the night,
Where you climb to me, growing,
Until becoming a giant.
I with a useless view, no control
I want you visible from afar,
I who is silence without end,
I give you speech,
I who cannot have a seat,
I want you standing on your feet
I who am everywhere at once
I want you to take a place.
I who am alone in my book
as a lost lamb in the woods,
I who am not hungy or thirsty
I want to sit you at a table,
a woman in front of you,
I who am continually supreme
always without knowing rest,
who has had enough with myself,
Since I can not end,
I want that you are perishable,
You are mortal, my small one,
I will put you to sleep in the bed
Of the ground where the trees grow.


Il faudre bien quil me ressemble,
Je ne sais encore comment,
Moi qui suis les mondes ensemble
Avec chacun leurs moments.
Je le veux séparer du reste
Et me lisoler dans les bras,
Je voudrais adopter ses gestes
Avant quil soit ce quil sera,
Je le devine à sa fenêtre
Mais la maison nexiste pas.
Je le tâte, je le tâtonne,
Je le forme sans le vouloir
Je me le donne, je me lôte,
Que je suis pressé de le voir
Je le garde, je le retarde
Afin de le mieux concevoir.
Tantôt, informe, tu téloignes
Tu boites, au fond de la nuit,
Où tu mescalades, grandi,
Jusquà devenir un géant.
Moi que nul regarde ne contrôl
Je te veux visible de loin,
Moi qui silence sans fin
Je te donnerai la parole,
Moi qui ne peux pas me poser
Je te veux debout sur tes pieds,
Moi qui suis partout à la fois
Je te veux mettre en un endroit,
Moi qui suis plus seul dans ma fable
Quun agneau perdu dans les bois,
Moi qui ne mange ni ne bois
Je veux tasseoir à une table,
Une femme en face de toi,
Moi qui suis sans cesse supreme
Toujours ignorant le loisir,
Qui nen peux mais avec moi-même
Puisque je ne peux pas finir,
Je te veux que tu sois périssable,
Tu seras mortel, mon petit,
Je te coucherai dans le lit
De la terre où se font les arbres.


Please forgive my errors in pronunciation, translation and any other mistakes! :)

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