Guillaume Apollinaire - Hotels

Guillaume Apollinaire - Hotels

The room is free br Each for himself br A new arrival br Pays by the month br The boss is doubtful br Whether you’ll pay br Like a top br I spin on the way br The traffic noise br My neighbour gross br Who puffs an acrid br English smoke br O La Vallière br Who limps and smiles br In my prayers br The bedside table br And all the company br in this hotel br know the languages br of Babel br Let’s shut our doors br With a double lock br And each adore br his lonely lovebr br Guillaume Apollinairebr br


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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