D’autres larmes chaudes
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De ce corps seul
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Suintaient d’un ?il de marbre…
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D’un ?il fissuré…
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Fendu par la lumière
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Ô combien cruelle…
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De toute une vie passée
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A chercher l’obscurité…
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D’autres larmes chaudes
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De cet être oublié
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Coulaient comme pour fuir
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La mort venant…
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Telles des gouttes de pluie
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Fuyant l’orage
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Fuyant la foudre d’un dieu
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Certes, en colère
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Mais bien impuissant
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Face au courage
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D’un être usé par la vie…
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Les muscles se tendaient, se bloquaient…
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Sans nervosité aucune, comme s’ils savaient…
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Comme s’ils attendaient l’instant présent…
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Depuis de longs moments…
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Le sang prenait peur et se concentrait
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Auprès d’un c? |
ur sans regrets…
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Sans remords aucun…
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Auprès d’un c? |
ur
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Oublié par la vie…
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Haïssant ce fluide, (ce sang)
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Qui fait vivre les humains…
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L'?il de marbre brillait
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Malgré la tristesse de la scène
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L'?il de marbre admirait
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Le miroir face à lui…
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Le reflet d’un corps qui le porta
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Ces années durant…
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Oubliant la douleur infligée, la honte apportée…
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Fuyant le passé regretté, autant que l’avenir renié…
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(Translation)
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(Tears of the One Despised…)
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Other warm tears
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This lone body’s
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Were oozing from a marble eye…
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From a fissured eye…
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Cracked by the light
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-Oh, how cruel !-
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Of a whole life spent
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Searching for darkness…
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Other warm tears
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This forgotten being’s
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Were running as to flee
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From the coming death…
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As drops of rain
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Fleeing from the storm
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Fleeing from the thunderbolt of a god
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Angry indeed
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But still powerless
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Before the courage of a being
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That life had worn away…
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Muscles were stretching, blocking…
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Without any nervousness, as if they knew…
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As if they had been waiting for this very moment
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For a long time…
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Blood got scared and was concentrating
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Around a regretless heart…
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Deprived of any remorse…
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Around a heart
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That had been neglected by life…
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Hating that fluid -that blood-
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Which makes humans live…
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The marble eye was sparkling
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Despite the sadness of the scene
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The marble eye was admiring
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In front of the mirror…
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The reflection of a body that
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Had carried him all these years…
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Forgetting the pain inflected, the shame brought…
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Fleeing from the regretted past
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As much as from the denied future…
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(Translated from french by Aries) |