Poème : De petits esprits dans de grands corps / ENG

Small minds in big bodies

You inflate like a balloon

And I think 

That if nobody ties up your navel

You will explode

Or windwhirl and become a dot

In the sky

And I think 

That once, you were only skin

And there was a string between your navel

And a woman

And I think

That your voice clearly whistles with helium