It snowed flowers

Georges Adolphe Hüe

It snowed flowers tonight.

Paths and lanes

are hidden under a white carpet

of flown corollas.

It snowed flowers, cherry blossoms.

And all these white petals,

dispersed on the breeze,

exhale

an intoxicating scent.

Where have I smelled

this exquisite perfume, my Lovely?

Where have I smelled

this intoxicating odor?

It snowed flowers tonight.

Paths and lanes

are hidden under a white carpet

of flown corollas.

It snowed flowers, cherry blossoms.