Bric à brac [English translation]

I decided

My wants, my ideas,

To keep them

As if barricaded

Because helping them

To escape, to simper

Unbalanced me

Intimidated

By armfuls of orchids

Yes I gave in I talked too much

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My jumble

My little secrets in bulk

Fallen from my bag

My "whats?", my "whys?"

My "howevers?"

My heart is ticking

My fits of laughter of tears of nerves

For which I fall

Which I pardon and which I attack.

My meetings

My deep dreams

Like mahogany forests

I confess to you

The wolfskins

To make at the back of the igloo

A very soft bed

Are yours

What am I playing at,

You know everything

Suddenly I feel the blush

Rising to my cheeks

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Which I pardon and which I attack.

Intimidated

By armfuls of orchids

Yes I gave in I talked too much.