La pluie c'est la vie.
- Lina
- Jan 22
- 2 min read
Updated: Jan 31
La pluie c'est la vie.
Sans elle, on n'est rien.
Pourquoi les gens se plaignent quand elle va et vient ?
Pourquoi tant de distance entre les plantes et les humains ?
On se protège de la pluie.
Alors qu'une fleur c'est tout ce dont elle a envie.
Dans le passé,
La pluie était une déesse,
Un espoir,
Une récompense.
On l'a vénérait,
On l'attendait
Avec impatience
Quand elle arrivait ,
On la célébrait.
On la chantait.
On l'applaudissait !
Aujourd'hui, on la rejette.
Elle n'est plus la bienvenue.
Quelques goutelettes,
Et c'est la pagaille dans les rue.
Attenttion ! Les parapluies ! Il ne faut pas être mouillé !
Les parapluies.. l'accessoire préféré des gens pressés.
Mais ça mouille, ça fait pas mal !
Ca sèche ! No stress !
Poeme par lina
Glastonbury, 22/01/2026
READ THE LITERAL TRANSLATION TO UNDERSTAND THE FRENCH VERSION
Literal translation :
Rain is life.
Without it, we are nothing.
Why do people complain when it comes and goes?
Why is there so much distance between plants and humans?
We protect ourselves from the rain,
While for a flower, it’s everything it desires.
In the past,Rain was a goddess,A hope,A reward.
It was worshipped,It was awaitedWith impatience.
When it arrived,It was celebrated
It was sung
It was applauded!
Today, it is rejected
It is no longer welcome.
A few droplets,
And the streets fall into chaos.
Careful! Umbrellas! We must not get wet!
Umbrellas… the favorite accessory of people in a hurry.
But it’s just water — it doesn’t hurt!
It dries!No stress!
READ THE IMPROVED ENGLISH TRANSLATION TO UNDERSTAND THE MEANING
Rain is life.
Without the rain, we would be nothing.
Why do people complain when the rain comes and goes?
Why is there so much distance between plants and humans?
We protect ourselves from the rain,
But for a flower, rain is everything it needs.
In the past, Rain was seen as a goddess, A hope, A reward.
People were worshipping the rain, They were waiting the rain to come with impatience.
When itwas raining, people were celebrating
People were singing the rain
People applauding when the rain was coming
Today, we reject it
It is no longer welcome.
A few droplets,
And the streets fall into chaos.
Careful! Umbrellas! We must not get wet!
Umbrellas… the favorite accessory of people in a hurry.
Hey, it’s only water — it won't hurt you!
It will dry! Relax !
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