Following a discussion

On ne peut plus ces temps parler de bel automne : J’aurais aimé vous dire : le violon violonne... Le doux vent est parti cédant place au cyclone Et je ne parle pas de la couche d’ozone ! Tandis que je marchais sur la côte bretonne Écrasant des déchets (plastique et silicone) Je songeais tristement à son bilan carbone...

Can't say 'the fine autumn', that concept has gone. Verlaine's violins, I can't say they play on. The zephyrs have vanished, instead we've a cyclone. Who'd lower the tone with the layer of ozone? I was walking a coastline, in fact it was Breton, I trampled on garbage of plastic and silicone, Thinking, how sad, the imbalance of carbon.