Intoxicated, I love you.
Deception sobers me Up, and down
I find myself
Again.
The jingling of glasses,
Your voice echoing,
murmuring:
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
This infinite second Gone
Yet so extant.
Ashes of the endless winter,
That virtuously dance
From the heavens to the ground.
In the cold air I look at her,
Wiggling at the silence of
The snowflakes falling down.
Their souls have died,
Their minds have gone.
Into the darkness
They go, undone.
In the Chaos I force myself
To dream of magical lands:
Drops of coffee, another drag,
And in the fog I move forward.
I feel their souls observing me
And the thoughts in their minds, echoing.
A ray of hope takes over me,
Oh! so fleeting.
In the Chaos I stand again.
I dream of magical lands
With seas of coffee and endless smoke
Where their souls, in the dark, shine
Where their thoughts, in the silence, rest.
Where has the Chaos gone?
I free their souls, I calm their thoughts
In the darkness I stand alone.
I.
C’est un secret dont je me lasse,
Une vérité cachée, hélas!
Qui se renforce et creuse la terre
Et soudain prend un goût amer.
C’est un secret dont je me lasse,
Un mensonge proliféré, hélas!
Il se renforce et sors de terre
Et s’élance dans les airs.
C’est un secret au goût amer,
Une honte cachée en mer
Qui me condamne à l’enfer
De quelque amour imaginaire.
II.
Il me faut taire
Ces amours imaginaires,
Ces amours interdites,
Cette vérité fortuite.
Il me faut taire
Ces pensées éphémères
Lors de ma poursuite
De rêveries interdites.
III.
Il me faut taire,
Il me faut taire!
Laissez-moi faire,
Il me faut plaire!
IV.
Voici le secret indéfini.
Celui qui me punit,
Et lentement me condamne
À la mort de l’âme.
Des enfants de la terre,
Insouciants,
Ensorcelés par la mer,
Les défiant.
Can you feel the pain
You’re inflicting me?
And all this in vain:
You’ll never get me!
Your silence is candid,
Straightforward.
Never have I been so lucid
In my small dark ward.
What is this feeling,
This tickle, overwhelming?
Never had he felt so delighted,
Nor had he been so shortsighted.
Why is this trouncing,
This tickle, aching?
He could feel the ghost of his past,
Springing up on him at last.
For decades he had not felt
The terrible, the lovely welt.
I have waited enough, I shall now say:
I love you boy, I will obey.
“Deep breath”
And silence surrounded us,
Nothing else mattered,
But the two of us, breathing.
For the first time I wasn’t dreaming,
For I was living reality.
I used to be a dreamer…
Now I am a lover.
Je suis l’aventurier du temps infini,
De ces éphémères secondes
Qui défilent, frivoles
Et lentement me condamnent
A la mort de l’âme.
And again it happened
Drowned in the depths of my sorrows,
The darkest,
I contemplated my soul.
Lulled by the music of my thoughts
I let them fall, tears
Tears of sadness, tears of bliss.
And Death noticed them and came,
Her cloak dancing with the wind
And there was nothing else I could do
But wait.
Wait for the Angel,
The Angel of Death.
