La Rencontre Fatale
Face à moi
Se tenait un ange...
Son regard hostile
Semblait me haïr...
Son corps, sculpté dans la pénombre
Etait plus pâle encore
Que les ténèbres qui l'entouraient...
Aucun? il humain
N'aurait pu excaver
L'obscurité profonde
De cet Abîme...
Seule une âme
Est de taille à survivre
Dans un endroit
Tant rempli de souffrances...
L'ange me fixait
Et semblait vouloir boire
A la source de mon âme
Pourtant si anhydre...
Puis sans un geste
Sans déclaration, aucune...
Il se retourna
Et s'enfonça dans la pénombre...
M'humiliant par son mépris...
Voulait-il tester ma force,
Ma volonté d'avoir choisi ce côté du miroir?
Je savais pourtant que jamais
je ne le reverrai...
Je restais sans réponse
Sans doute pour l'éternité...
Before me
Stood an angel...
Its hostile eye-look
Seemed to hate me...
Its body, shaped in penumbra,
Was even paler
Than the darkness surrounding it...
No human eye
Could have dug
The deep darkness
Of this abyss...
Only a soul
Is able to survive
In a place
Filled with so much pain...
The angel was staring at me
And seemed to want to drink
From the source of my soul,
Yet so acid...
Then without any movement
Without any word...
It turned its back from me
And disappeared in darkness...
Humiliating me by its scorn...
Did it want to test my strength,
My will for choosing this side of the mirror?
Yet I knew that I would
Never see it again...
I remained without answer,
Perhaps for eternity...
Se tenait un ange...
Son regard hostile
Semblait me haïr...
Son corps, sculpté dans la pénombre
Etait plus pâle encore
Que les ténèbres qui l'entouraient...
Aucun? il humain
N'aurait pu excaver
L'obscurité profonde
De cet Abîme...
Seule une âme
Est de taille à survivre
Dans un endroit
Tant rempli de souffrances...
L'ange me fixait
Et semblait vouloir boire
A la source de mon âme
Pourtant si anhydre...
Puis sans un geste
Sans déclaration, aucune...
Il se retourna
Et s'enfonça dans la pénombre...
M'humiliant par son mépris...
Voulait-il tester ma force,
Ma volonté d'avoir choisi ce côté du miroir?
Je savais pourtant que jamais
je ne le reverrai...
Je restais sans réponse
Sans doute pour l'éternité...
Before me
Stood an angel...
Its hostile eye-look
Seemed to hate me...
Its body, shaped in penumbra,
Was even paler
Than the darkness surrounding it...
No human eye
Could have dug
The deep darkness
Of this abyss...
Only a soul
Is able to survive
In a place
Filled with so much pain...
The angel was staring at me
And seemed to want to drink
From the source of my soul,
Yet so acid...
Then without any movement
Without any word...
It turned its back from me
And disappeared in darkness...
Humiliating me by its scorn...
Did it want to test my strength,
My will for choosing this side of the mirror?
Yet I knew that I would
Never see it again...
I remained without answer,
Perhaps for eternity...
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Writer(s): Dieupart, Pereira
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