De la non-nécessité du courage [English translation]
De la non-nécessité du courage [English translation]
It was long before the storm.
It was long before the storm
that I saw the rain
pouring down my body
covering my skin with pearls
like the waves that wash
to the west, the east, the north
from the recesses of my mind
from the recesses of ages.
Roaming the clouds
before the night falls
before our death comes,
the entropy of ideas,
the end of the loved one,
to rise again stronger.
To fail from life to life.
To succeed without fortitude.
I make no promise.
He who does not promise anything gives
something to those
who oppose
desillusions.
He who does not smile gives
something to those
who oppose
exclusions.
He who does not promise anything gives
something to those
who oppose
desillusions.
He who does not smile gives
something to those
who oppose
too much vibrations.
Too much vibrations (x7)
He who does not promise anything... (x7)
It was long before the storm
that I saw the rain
pouring down my body
covering my skin with pearls
like the waves that wash
to the west, the east, the north
from the recesses of my mind
from the recesses of ages.
- Artist:Agora Fidelio