Guillaume Apollinaire

Here you will find the Poem The White Snow of poet Guillaume Apollinaire

The White Snow

The angels the angels in the sky
One?s dressed as an officer
One?s dressed as a chef today
And the others sing
Fine sky-coloured officer
Sweet Spring when Christmas is long gone
Will deck you with a lovely sun
A lovely sun
The chef plucks geese
Ah! Snowfalls hiss
Fall and how I miss
My beloved in my arms