La Beatrice (the poem)

[Caterina]

Just last night I purchased TBBRE and tried to translate the poem from french into English, I got all the words, but I had to arrange them for meaning, so I am not sure if I am on the right track or not. I am not sure if the poem has meaning, but it certainly is interesting. Here is what I've translated:

In lands Brittle, charred, without greenery,
As one day I complained to the nature,
and that in my thought making waves at random,
I sharpened slowly on my heart the dagger,
I live only for when midday decends upon my head,
a funeral and big clouds of a storm,
that portrait a flock of incorrect,
how similar these cruel and curious dwarfs.

Any ways, some of it makes no sense, so that is why I need others input. Thanks!TEXT

[Luigi]

Talked about several billion million times already.

[Caterina]

sorry, I searched it and didnt get any results, I must have been searching for the wrong words or something.

[Caterina]

Thank you.

[SnicketFires]

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Has the translated poem.

[Caterina]

Yeah, mine was pretty close, thank you though, I'll try to look harder to see if a subject is used or not before I post it, I am new, so I havent seen most of the posts, but I have read proabbly 100. So if somethings already posted just kindly tell me, and I will not post anymore on the subject.

[Efogoto]

Great attitude, welcome to the board, keep posting.