Un miroir pur qui te rend misérable - Celeste

Elles couraient dans les cours d’coles

Et irradiaient nos rves

D’un sourire impalpable

Elles partageaient leurs craintes et leurs peurs

Et s’abandonnaient

Adosses leurs cartables

Insouciantes et adorables

Un miroir pur qui te rend misrable

Elles se rfugiaient dans leurs bras

Toutes penaudes mais effrayes car

On les a jetes

Contre un mur

Une une comme des compagnons d’infortune

O est passe la magie

Seraient-ce ces chevaliers qui clous au lit

Nous drobent et rossent

Nos enfants tant aimes et propagent

Cette torpeur aveugle

C’tait pourtant de l’or

C’tait pourtant de l’or

C’tait pourtant bien de l’or qui coulait

Au bout de leurs doigts

Mais c’est de l’encre qui gt ds lors

Au creux au fond de leurs reins

Mais c’est de l’or qui gt ds lors

Qui brille encore

Et c’est leur corps qui gt encore

Au fond au creux de cette marre.

C’tait pourtant bien de l’or qui coulait

Au bout de leurs doigts

Mais c’est de l’encre qui gt ds lors

Au creux au fond de leurs reins

Mais c’est de l’or qui gt ds lors

Qui brille encore

Et c’est leur corps qui gt encore

Au fond au creux de cette marre.

They were running in the schoolyards

And radiated our dreams

With an impalpable smile

They shared their fears and fears

And gave up

Lean their schoolbags

Carefree and adorable

A pure mirror that makes you miserable

They took refuge in their arms

All sheepish but scared because

We threw them away

Against a wall

One like companions in misfortune

Where is the magic

Could it be those knights who bedridden

We rob and thrash

Our beloved and propagated children

This blind torpor

It was gold though

It was gold though

Yet it was gold that was flowing

At their fingertips

But it's ink that gt ds then

Deep down in their loins

But it's gold that goes when

who still shines

And it's their body that still gt

At the bottom in the hollow of this pond.

Yet it was gold that was flowing

At their fingertips

But it's ink that gt ds then

Deep down in their loins

But it's gold that goes when

who still shines

And it's their body that still gt

At the bottom in the hollow of this pond.