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- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 2004-06-24 | [Ce texte devrait être lu en english] | Words on my left hand have the same weight With the ones on my right My left thoughts are at the same altitude With my right thoughts The dreams when I’m down shares the same secrets With my heights And I’m always between… Life in my right eye has the same light As the eye of my left life My left ear hears the sound of your voice My right ear trembles the echoes of the silence My head is fouled of the moon Your body shines the sun rays And I’m becoming soon Forgotten eyes of darkness My silent memories are running fast The rivers through your brains My tranquil love is lying high Beneath your skin of chains Sparkling bells are ringing The death of our past When we could see the future Like it could be the last I’m just a tiny creature My wings are beating quickly The light is indivisible Under the dancing tickle On that unseen yarn In the net of the spider Like the voices of the night Bearing the sounds of the silence Till the day begins in your arms… And the night close her eye between us
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