Le tissu - Jeanne Cherhal

Le balancier des hanches

La poitrine qui penche

Flou souvenir des pleins des creux

Les doigts longs les mains blanches

Disparus sous les manches

Rideau tir sur les cheveux

La bouche qu’on enterre

Qui ne doit que se taire

Le monde interdit pour les yeux

Sur ce corps qui s’efface

J’ai regard en face

L’hypocrisie offerte Dieu

J’ai attendu attendu

Et je l’ai aperue

La femme cache sous le tissu

Elle semblait absente

Sous sa toile de tente

Sous son camouflage aguerri

Une infime chanette

La retenait secrte

Prisonnire de son mari

Dans cet avion norme

Qui survolait les formes

Dcoupes du golfe Persique

Cette femme fantme

Linceul et monochrome

Me rendait triste c’est classique

J’ai attendu attendu

Et je l’ai aperue

La femme cache sous le tissu

Depuis Abu Dhabi

Elle gardait l’habit

Intgral et ne parlait pas

Mais surveillait le sol

Qui filait sous le vol

Comme une route sous les pas

Et soudain elle prit

La main de son mari

Il s’tait pass quelque chose

Elle arracha le voile

Jeta la longue toile

Et je vis sa mtamorphose

Les cheveux librs

Les genoux desserrs

Elle tait redevenue femme

Nous venions de franchir

Les portes de l’empire

Et les barrires de sa flamme

Elle embrassa velours

Son mari son amour

Que j’avais pris pour un gelier

J’ai vu qu’elle tait libre

En fragile quilibre

Entre la chane et le collier

J’ai vu qu’elle tait belle

Au nom de toutes celles

Qui n’ont pas pu se dlier

J’ai attendu attendu

Et elle est apparue

La femme vade de son tissu

The pendulum of the hips

The leaning chest

Fuzzy memory of the fullness of the hollows

The long fingers the white hands

Disappeared under the sleeves

Curtain shot on the hair

The mouth we bury

Who must only be silent

The forbidden world for the eyes

On this fading body

I looked in the face

The hypocrisy offered by God

I waited waited

And I saw her

The woman hides under the fabric

She seemed absent

Under his tent

Under his seasoned camouflage

A tiny chain

Kept her secret

Prisoner of her husband

In this plane standard

Who flew over the forms

Persian Gulf Cutouts

This ghost woman

Shroud and Monochrome

Made me sad that's classic

I waited waited

And I saw her

The woman hides under the fabric

From Abu Dhabi

She kept the dress

Full and did not speak

But watched the ground

Which slipped under the flight

Like a road underfoot

And suddenly she took

Her husband's hand

Something had happened

She tore off the veil

Throw down the long web

And I saw his metamorphosis

Free hair

loose knees

She had become a woman again

We had just crossed

The Gates of Empire

And the bars of his flame

She kissed velvet

Her husband her love

That I took for a jellier

I saw she was free

In delicate balance

Between the chain and the necklace

I saw that she was beautiful

On behalf of all those

Who couldn't untie

I waited waited

And she appeared

The woman wanders from her cloth