Tuesday, January 20, 2015

Catherine Le Forestier - In the country of your body


Original Title: "Au pays de ton corps"
La la la...

I know a country, it looks like a garden
I can live there naked without ever being cold
When I close the eyes, I find there under my fingers
All the paths
I have the bottom of your eyes to look for gold
The colour of your skin to read the seasons
The hollow of your shoulder as horizon line
And all around me your arms are making the decor
At the country of your body
At the country of your body
At the country of your body

La la la...

I have seen marvels there and biggest mysteries
Than summer in december or snow in may
It seems to me that more I know it
more I get lost into it
And if it measures barely one meter eighty
I make there a longer way with a single kiss
Than do, in the sky, men and their rockets
It's a country where one travels with the hands
The country of your body
The country of your body
The country of your body

La la la...

I know a country, it looks like a garden
I can live there naked without ever being cold
When I close the eyes, I find there under my fingers
All the paths
I have the bottom of your eyes to look for gold
The colour of your skin to read the seasons
The hollow of your shoulder as horizon line
When lazily I roll up and fall asleep

At the country of your body
At the country of your body
At the country of your body

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