Claude Monet (1840 -1926), soleil levant, Sunrise, 1872, Oil on canvas, 48 \u200b\u200bx 63 cm Charles Baudelaire (1821-1867)
"L'homme and the Sea"
"Man and the sea \u200b\u200b
"Man and Sea"
Metrico scheme: ABBA, DCCD; EFFE; GHHG
original text
Freeman, you will always cherish the sea!
The sea is your mirror, you contemplate your soul
In the infinite unrolling of its billows
And your mind is no less bitter pit.
You complain to dive in your image;
You kiss her eyes and arms, and your cœurSe distracted a few times its own rumor
the sound of this complaint, wild and untamable.
You're both dark and quiet:
Man, no one has sounded the depths of your being;
O sea, no one knows your wealth intimes, Tant vous êtes
Jaloux Garder de vos secrets! Et cependant voilà des
Siècles innombrables
Que vous vous sans pity combattez ni remord,
Tellement vous aimez the carnage et la mort,
O lutteurs éternels or implacables frères!
Copacabana-Brasil-2005- wave
Italian
Always the sea, a free man, you'll love!
because the sea is your mirror;
you to contemplate the infinite unfolding wave
your soul and your spirit
abyss is no less bitter. Enjoy the dive
within your image, the eyes and hugs
with arms, and sometimes the heart
distracted from your sound to the sound of this lament
wild and untamed.
Discrete and both are dark:
man, no one has ever probed the bottom of your depth
no one has known,
sea, your most intimate riches
so jealous you are of your every
secret. But for centuries without remorse or pity
endless struggle between
you, so great is your love
for the massacre and death, or eternal
wrestlers, or implacable brothers!
Paul Gauguin (1848-1903)
Inglese
Always the sea, free man, you will love! Because the sea is your
mirror;
you contemplate in the infinite to carry out yourself of the wave
the spirit yours, and an abyss is your spirit
not little bitter.
You enjoy in diving to you
within your image; it embraces
with the eyes and the arms,
and sometimes the heart is distracted from your sound to the suon of this
wild and uncontrollable I complain.
Discreet and tenebrous both you are:
man, nobody never feel the bottom
of your abysses; nobody has known,
sea, your more intimate riches,
many jelaous you are of every yours secret.
But from centuries infinites
without weight neither mercy fought between you,
so large it is your love
for the massacre and the dead women,
or eternal fighters, implacable
or siblings!
"L'homme and the Sea"
"Man and the sea \u200b\u200b
"Man and Sea"
Metrico scheme: ABBA, DCCD; EFFE; GHHG
original text
Freeman, you will always cherish the sea!
The sea is your mirror, you contemplate your soul
In the infinite unrolling of its billows
And your mind is no less bitter pit.
You complain to dive in your image;
You kiss her eyes and arms, and your cœurSe distracted a few times its own rumor
the sound of this complaint, wild and untamable.
You're both dark and quiet:
Man, no one has sounded the depths of your being;
O sea, no one knows your wealth intimes, Tant vous êtes
Jaloux Garder de vos secrets! Et cependant voilà des
Siècles innombrables
Que vous vous sans pity combattez ni remord,
Tellement vous aimez the carnage et la mort,
O lutteurs éternels or implacables frères!
Copacabana-Brasil-2005- wave Italian
Always the sea, a free man, you'll love!
because the sea is your mirror;
you to contemplate the infinite unfolding wave
your soul and your spirit
abyss is no less bitter. Enjoy the dive
within your image, the eyes and hugs
with arms, and sometimes the heart
distracted from your sound to the sound of this lament
wild and untamed.
Discrete and both are dark:
man, no one has ever probed the bottom of your depth
no one has known,
sea, your most intimate riches
so jealous you are of your every
secret. But for centuries without remorse or pity
endless struggle between
you, so great is your love
for the massacre and death, or eternal
wrestlers, or implacable brothers!
Paul Gauguin (1848-1903) Inglese
Always the sea, free man, you will love! Because the sea is your
mirror;
you contemplate in the infinite to carry out yourself of the wave
the spirit yours, and an abyss is your spirit
not little bitter.
You enjoy in diving to you
within your image; it embraces
with the eyes and the arms,
and sometimes the heart is distracted from your sound to the suon of this
wild and uncontrollable I complain.
Discreet and tenebrous both you are:
man, nobody never feel the bottom
of your abysses; nobody has known,
sea, your more intimate riches,
many jelaous you are of every yours secret.
But from centuries infinites
without weight neither mercy fought between you,
so large it is your love
for the massacre and the dead women,
or eternal fighters, implacable
or siblings!
Claude Monet (1840-1926), soleil levant, Sunrise 
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