I live on assourdissante Road.
Longue, minced meat, in Dashuang, Your Majesty,
A woman passed by, a main restaurant.
Solevant, Balaam? ant le feston et l 'ourlet
Agile and noble, just like a statue.
I, I don't like it, crisp likes luxury,
In the light of the sun,
Your eyes are so charming and bright.
St. Clare ... puis la nuit! Fugitive beauty
Don't you think I'm an honest man? Trey,
I don't know what to do.
Good luck, gentlemen! Too slow. jamais peu têtre！
Ignore you, don't say I love you,
Do you like it? Hello!
Baudelaire
Flower of Male, 1857
This is the original French text of the paragraph you sent.
But the original text has little to do with Chinese. Chinese translation is only the most general meaning, and there is no detailed translation, so some places do not conform.