Pleurer... c'est mon orgasme.

Like these times when i wanted to touch you...
but couldnt.



You are that shadow, between the lights
... pourir dans ton ombre

You know, how much i want to go.
imagine... qu'on a pas d'ombre

Though i never realised
how beautiful you are

But i knew that day would come
Like many days before
Like many lightless heavens and warm hells

Where i would know, that i love you...
when you're not there

Mais j'adore ton ombre...


                                  ***

It is far more greater, to see between the stars

Like snow they will fall
and cover my eyes,
to bleed endless winters

Endless cry,
endless orgasm

And i am sorry
if i was never like you
when i could see
we are the same

Forgive me
but you know how much i want to go

And soon,
it will be all light.



                                  ***

Mother,
I will love you when you will sleep,
but i'll be gone when you're awake

  In the morning, upon the curtains of the sun,
i'll hear your song like a lost elan
"Look at all these white angels,
coming to rape my earth"

And those smears on your dress,
will tell you how much i wept,

Mais tu sais deja, que pleurer...
                                            ...c'est mon orgasme.