Newgenesis
Nouveau poète
I was sitting on a pavement of the street of romance,
the eyes into space.
Lost in unknown and sordid trance,
Tears of blood flowing on my face.
My eyes are bloodshot,
I don't even know what I could see.
I think as a robot,
I am not on to be free.
I look for an explanation.
I try to find an information.
Softly, my heart says to me...
...that “You are a fallen angel
You are an angel deprived of wings!
One stole your wings!”
The autumn comes, trees die.
There are not only the leaves which become red,
Full of feathers invade the sky.
All this time, I was misled.
I walk but I don't manage to fly away,
I don't plan to stay here all my life.
A woman leaves the way,
She held in the hand a bloody knife.
I look for an explanation.
I try to make me a reason
Softly, my heart says to me..
...that “You are a fallen angel
You are an angel deprived of wings!
One stole your wings!”
Her face says to me something,
My spirit tries to remember.
I met her on the sandy beach of Hastings,
I remember, I'm fallen for her.
We flew in the sky of the innocence...
...together.
She has let go my hand, and in a single sentence :
I remember, I'm fallen without her.
I was sitting on a pavement of the street of romance,
the eyes into space.
Lost in unknown and sordid trance,
Tears of blood flowing on my face.
I walk but I don't manage to fly away,
I don't plan to stay here all my life.
A woman leaves the way,
She held in the hand a bloody knife.
I don't stop saying :
“I am a fallen angel
I am an angel deprived of wings!
I am a fallen angel..
Make me my wings !”
the eyes into space.
Lost in unknown and sordid trance,
Tears of blood flowing on my face.
My eyes are bloodshot,
I don't even know what I could see.
I think as a robot,
I am not on to be free.
I look for an explanation.
I try to find an information.
Softly, my heart says to me...
...that “You are a fallen angel
You are an angel deprived of wings!
One stole your wings!”
The autumn comes, trees die.
There are not only the leaves which become red,
Full of feathers invade the sky.
All this time, I was misled.
I walk but I don't manage to fly away,
I don't plan to stay here all my life.
A woman leaves the way,
She held in the hand a bloody knife.
I look for an explanation.
I try to make me a reason
Softly, my heart says to me..
...that “You are a fallen angel
You are an angel deprived of wings!
One stole your wings!”
Her face says to me something,
My spirit tries to remember.
I met her on the sandy beach of Hastings,
I remember, I'm fallen for her.
We flew in the sky of the innocence...
...together.
She has let go my hand, and in a single sentence :
I remember, I'm fallen without her.
I was sitting on a pavement of the street of romance,
the eyes into space.
Lost in unknown and sordid trance,
Tears of blood flowing on my face.
I walk but I don't manage to fly away,
I don't plan to stay here all my life.
A woman leaves the way,
She held in the hand a bloody knife.
I don't stop saying :
“I am a fallen angel
I am an angel deprived of wings!
I am a fallen angel..
Make me my wings !”