the man of marshes

In the end this is where you can always find me. One with the red soil and salty water. Sending you salty sea infused kisses. Always. The man of the marshes….
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If you really love me
Come then, find me again
In my lost cabin
In the middle of the marshes
Don’t be afraid on your way
Of the washed-up boats
I’m the dirty perfume
Of the long wet reeds
And we will love each other
On the cracked earth
Lying on these grasses
By the burning sun
When the storm scolds
Don’t be frightened
Since we are two
On my isolated island
The man of the marshes
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Les Negresses Vertes – L’Homme des Marais
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Si tu m’aimes vraiment
Viens donc me retrouver
Dans ma cabane perdue
Au milieu des marais
N’aie pas peur sur ta route
Des barques echouees
Suis la senteur salee
Des longs roseaux mouilles
Et nous nous aimerons
Sur le sol craquele
Allonges sur ces herbes
Par le soleil brulees
Quand grondera l’orage
Ne sois pas effrayee
Puisque nous sommes deux
Sur mon ile isolee
L’homme des marais

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