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.