Life is just this, it's living.

efter tips av K så provade jag babelfish. Inte helt klockrent men dock en översättning. ;)

Did you already like for the beauty of the gesture?
Did you already crunch apple with full tooth?
For are the savour of the fruit its softness and its peel you often lost to You?

Yes I already liked for the beauty of the gesture,
 but the apple was hard. I broke the teeth there.
These immature passions, these indigestible loves often nauseated me.

The loves which last make bloodless lovers,
and their too ripe kisses rotted us the language.
The love momentary have futile fevers,
and their kiss too green skin us the lips.

Because has to want to like for the beauty of the gesture,
 the worm in apple slips to us between the teeth.
It corrodes us the heart, the brain and the remainder, empties us slowly.

But when one dares to like for the beauty of the gesture,
this worm in the apple which slips between the teeth,
us embaume the heart, the brain and leaves us his perfume with the inside.

The momentary loves make futils efforts.
Their caresses ephémères faitguent us the body.
The loves which last make the less beautiful lovers.
Their caresses, with wear, are right of our skins.

Något ologiska meningar. Hehe