My wounds are widely opened now Time has come to plunge into despair Darkness is the only wish of this world of sorrow There is no place for joy in my
all the tears from my body So many times I have tried to hide These signs of weaknesses on my face Je voudrais atteindre l'ataraxie que je mé
I see blood flowing like an endless river Red is my blood, pale becomes my skin I creep like a snake so as to reach my last bottle Like a painter with
If you're hurt by someone Hold out the other cheek This is the most important message That someone left to humanity Then you came with your holy book
O painful life when will you decide to leave this weakened body to let my soul rest in peace O grieving heart when will you finally cease to beat and
Consumed by this overwhelming insanity My bones are crushing one after another. Agonisant sur ce sol, vomissant cette lente agonie. Pain buried, eyes
So many tears have been flowering in my grave So many flowers have been withering on it Alone in this jail, I hear the wind caressing my gravestone Loneliness
The world flows around me I'm not swimming in its currents As a rock in this muddy river Alone I stand in its floods I'm hiding behind a mask Doom rules
Death I'm dying Laying on the bed that will be my last one The faces of my beloved surround me They'll all pass me away I have no fear, My time is done
For so long I've been walking on the path of my life This way it hurts my feet but bravely I'm going on Straight ahead, with no staff to support me Around
These endless sufferings will never stop Your departure's brought emptiness in my mind I hear the angels singing your funeral hymn Memories of you remind
Пераклад: Атараксия. Атаракс.
When the moon sang on the april chair you were a face to paint tulips grey steps, eyes on the walls, red-green women perched cats, in your world of arcanum
"They became proud and defiant - We are the kings, we are the Gods - they said, they took beautiful wifes, they erected temples to the human body, they
Nostra Damus cum falsa Damus nam fallere Nostrum est sed cum Falsa damus nihil Nisi nostra damus
Contemplatio, pulcritudo, voluptas, conjunctio Contemplation, grace, sensual pleasure, union elsewhere... desire, destiny, existence, equilibrium azure
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Your hands and my words trace circles, Lines, volutes, assonances, Fragrances of sonorous abstractions Atmospheric nuances, Tenuous impalpable motions
