Saturday, December 14, 2013

Jacques Douai - Luc Bérimont - I am closer to you




Original Title: "Je suis plus près de toi"
Music: "Lise Médini"
Text: "Luc Bérimont"

I plant a dry tree in the belly of the fire
The worn wick of the day blackens under the rain
The evening's noises are born I hear the oxen come in
The pendulum has ground minutes of soot

I'm closer to you
Who confuses the route
And who lets my voice
Drift on the ponds

I'm closer to you
Than the wind in the towers
Than the disgust of the days
which sits at the table and taunts me

I will know from now on how to suffer from love
Lost on the edge of the meadows in the muds of fall
I knew the sorrow in Paris in the yards
It's well a similar pain, a similar trick

I'm closer to you
Who confuses the route
And who lets my voice
Drift on the ponds

I'm closer to you
Than the wind in the towers
Than the disgust of the days
Which sits at the table and taunts me

Winter is a dead king feathered with crows
He opens, he was expecting me, he laughs of me like a brother
The bedrooms are adorned with a check of old bones
The age I have tonight weights like a stone

I'm closer to you
Who confuses the route
And who lets my voice
Drift on the ponds

I'm closer to you
Than the wind in the towers
Than the disgust of the days
Which sits at the table and taunts me

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