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Voici les paroles d'une de mes futures chansons:
Lights are screaming in the dark sky,
Immortals gods are spearing spry,
The thunder is sweeping the cloud,
Colours I can see are too loud and twist.
Such a firework on the night,
An explosion of bright stars fight,
In the air the noises make friends,
With the music which pretends to exist.
I hung on your heart among silver’s stars,
Your eyes reflected the night which was far,
I flooded our love in an ocean of pain,
I have reduce your heart to the state of ashes.
Lights are crying on the lake’s waves,
Their reflection is a mistake,
Painting’s pigments colours melted,
Like the snow melt on the warm summer sun.
An aura floats in the foggy
Air, an angel appears, his body
Is like a still-born rag-puppet
With devil’s eyes who scrutinize your rest…
I hung on your heart among silver’s stars,
Your eyes reflected the night which was far,
I flooded our love in an ocean of pain,
I have reduce your heart to the state of ashes.
It’s the hell on the paradise.
It’s the church’s bell who resounds,
It’s the pulse in your heart which beats,
It’s some people crossing the street…
Libellule Déglinguée says: