En Anglais

Publié le par Nÿd Drakan

J'ai fait quelques essais de poèmes en Anglais (pendant une période de gros pas-de-moral, certes...), je sais pas trop si ça rend bien ou pas, m'enfin, y'a un début à tout... Il doit sûrement y avoir des soucis grammaticaux, mais j'assume =p (et que le monde aille se faire foutre, comme je dis!)


Fake Farewell

In this Farewell, there is no blood
I'm simply wearing a necklace of tears.
I have to say, my life was a little odd,
Mainly made of terrors and fears.

In this farewell, there is no word,
I didn't want to write you a letter,
Excuse me if I borowed your sword,
I thought it would be a little better...

In this farewell, I don't want to leave,
In fact I simply can't tell I love you
As much as I'd like to live
Sorry, I hate myself too...

Tis not a farewell, I have to say
I am running into your arms
I need the summer in May,
To feel your breathe so calm...

Excuse me for being myself
I really whish I was an Angel
I am a human, not even an elf,
I have no magic but love, I have to tell...


Drink Me Alive

Drink me Alive, darling, please,
Anymore, I don't want to tease,
Drink my life away, my dear,
You don't have to feel any fear...

Bois-moi vivante, mon ange,
Bois le mal qui me dérange...

Drink me again, I can feel my heart,
Why is it still beating? Drink me again...
My heart is like a piece of art,
Killed by a few drops of rain...

Bois-moi vivante, mon trésor,
Laisse couler mes larmes d'or...

Drink me to the last tide
I am tired to always hide,
Dry the sea for the last time,
Don't worry, you'll be fine...

Bois-moi vivante, mon Amour,
Je t'aime pour toujours...






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