L'arrogance
"Triste fin,
Triste Destin
Que d'invoquer La Mort...
Par cette corde
Autour de mon cou
Je clame mon arrogance...
Par ce geste lãche
A la vue des mortels
J'affirme mon désir...
Celui de rendre solennel
La beauté d'un corps froid...
Celui de défier les lois
Et les tentacules de la foi...
Je profère ma fierté
D'échapper enfin à la vie...
Je veux quitter cet abîme
De chair et de sang
J'ai sombré dans la peine
Dans la tristesse
Le néant n'évoque pour moi
Que de l'espoir...
Lorsque je sentis mon corps glisser
Ma tête partir violemment vers le ciel
Un goût amer s'engloutir dans ma gorge...
Une étrange sensation de délivrance... "
(Translation)
(Arrogance)
'Tis a sad end,
A sad fate
To invoke Death...
By this rope
Around my neck
I claim my arrogance...
By this deed
Considered weak by mortal eyes
I assert my desire...
That of making solemn
The beauty of a cold body...
That of defying the laws
And the tentacles of Faith...
I utter my pride
Of escaping life at last...
I want to leave this abyss
Of flesh and blood.
I have sunk into grief
And sorrow.
To me, Nothingness
Only means hope...
As I felt my body slide,
My head violently moving towards the sky
A bitter taste be swallowed down into my throat...
A strange feeling of release...
(Translated from french by Aries)
Triste Destin
Que d'invoquer La Mort...
Par cette corde
Autour de mon cou
Je clame mon arrogance...
Par ce geste lãche
A la vue des mortels
J'affirme mon désir...
Celui de rendre solennel
La beauté d'un corps froid...
Celui de défier les lois
Et les tentacules de la foi...
Je profère ma fierté
D'échapper enfin à la vie...
Je veux quitter cet abîme
De chair et de sang
J'ai sombré dans la peine
Dans la tristesse
Le néant n'évoque pour moi
Que de l'espoir...
Lorsque je sentis mon corps glisser
Ma tête partir violemment vers le ciel
Un goût amer s'engloutir dans ma gorge...
Une étrange sensation de délivrance... "
(Translation)
(Arrogance)
'Tis a sad end,
A sad fate
To invoke Death...
By this rope
Around my neck
I claim my arrogance...
By this deed
Considered weak by mortal eyes
I assert my desire...
That of making solemn
The beauty of a cold body...
That of defying the laws
And the tentacles of Faith...
I utter my pride
Of escaping life at last...
I want to leave this abyss
Of flesh and blood.
I have sunk into grief
And sorrow.
To me, Nothingness
Only means hope...
As I felt my body slide,
My head violently moving towards the sky
A bitter taste be swallowed down into my throat...
A strange feeling of release...
(Translated from french by Aries)
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Writer(s): Dieupart, Pereira
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