Jolie Bruine

I hope I can correct the translation without making any faults of my own and without offending...

i am a cactus on the dry earth and ungrateful spines break through my brown skin

i am a cactus no one looks at me no one lingers not even the bards (poets)

but look at the pretty showers pretty showers so clear, so blue, so fine you alone will see the ruby flowers that i open under your fingers

i am a cactus and you know the rest