Faut-il parler d\u2019amour, ou d\u2019autre chose encor
Un ange aime une \u00e9toile et d\u2019un secret accord
Lui envoi ses pens\u00e9es au son de sa belle lyre
Cherchant par ce moyen \u00e0 la faire sourire<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Envelopp\u00e9 dans ses ailes, faisant mine d\u2019\u00eatre humain
Toujours il pense \u00e0 elle, sa reine des confins
La nuit il s\u2019envol, sortant de son cocon
Se pose sur un nuage, la contemple \u00e0 foison<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Il lui parle en silence, lui chante des odes douces
Seulement pour que la joie illumine sa frimousse
Parfois lorsqu\u2019un nuage vient masquer sa lumi\u00e8re
Notre ange sent son c\u0153ur retomber vers la terre<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Alors il prend un souffle et chasse l\u2019impudent
D\u2019un coup d\u2019ailes il s\u2019\u00e9l\u00e8ve vers celle qu\u2019il aime tant
Il rejoint sa clart\u00e9, sa fabuleuse tendresse
Pour voir s\u2019apaiser le flot de sa d\u00e9tresse<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Un jour il deviendra lumi\u00e8re c\u00e9leste et pure
Il la retrouvera, s\u2019extrayant de l\u2019azur
Enfin ils s\u2019uniront et pour l\u2019\u00e9ternit\u00e9
Leurs c\u0153urs \u00e0 l\u2019unisson brilleront, ch\u0153ur sacr\u00e9\u2026<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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