Dev Virahsawmy

Azale

Ferm ek frazil, mo toulede;

Lavi, lamor, mo toulede.

Dezir retourn dan mo lakaz;

Dezir pou dir for mo laraz.

Artis apel mwa elegans;

Lezot fer kwar mo manigans.

Enn kontan mo lentelizans;

Lot prefer kwar mo enn nwizans.

Gita toultan li’ena rezon;

Lavi li enn kontradixion.

Azalea

 

I am strong and in poor health;

I am also both life and death.

 

I am the wish to get back home;

The wish to spit out my foam.

 

Artists think I’m elegant;

Others claim I’m a delinquent.

 

Some think I’m intelligence;

Others think I’m a nuisance.

 

The Gita is spot on;

Life is a contradiction.