A keresés eredménye

Succumbing to the Charm

Like the tightrope walker
Breaks their balance pole
And to challenge fate
 
Walks with their eyes closed
I was looking without seeing
The stopped clocks
I had lost track
Of the words on the paper
 
I blew on the black water
Of my inkpots
My cheeks, my eyes
and my heart were stained
I no longer hurt anywhere
I slept without dreaming
I followed without believing
The thread of my history
 
Succumbing to the charm
As if under a hail of bullets
Laughing at the sight of my life
Abandoning its tracks
Savoring on your skin
The rediscovered time
Teaching you and forgetting everything
 
Like a poet dreams
On his stray lines
A child of theatre
Playing prison ball1
I walked in the streets
Of a frozen world
An injured person who entertains himself
By watching his blood flow
I watched myself live
As an enlightened voyeur
I wanted to be without hate
And without pity
I was no longer mindful of pain
A laughing doll broken inside
 
Succumbing to the charm
As if under a hail of bullets
Spread out, surrendering2
Understanding everything again
Discovering by surprise
Water under my eyelashes
Admitting to being fragile
Being amazed by it
 
Succumbing to the charm
As if under a hail of bullets
Laughing at the sight of my life
Abandoning its tracks
Savoring on your skin
The rediscovered time
Teaching you and forgetting everything
Forgetting everything
 
Exceeding the limit
Of the recommended doses
Without ever getting close
To the promised paradises
I ran way too fast
To fall
You alone knew
How to catch me
 
And you captured me
In the naked light
As one picks up
An exhausted warrior
You came to me
When I didn't believe anymore
Like a sob
Held in for too long
 
Succumbing to the charm
As if under a hail of bullets
Spread out, surrendering
Understanding everything again
Discovering by surprise
Water under my eyelashes
Admitting to being fragile
Being amazed by it
 
Succumbing to the charm
As if under a hail of bullets
Laughing at the sight of my life
Abandoning its tracks
Savoring on your skin
The rediscovered time
 
Teaching you and forgetting everything
Forgetting everything
 

• 1. 'ballon prisonnier' (lit. 'prison ball') is sort of like dodgeball, but with a bit of a different set up
• 2. this honestly doesn't make much sense to me on its own as a line, and 'irradiée' can mean a couple different things depending on context so I'm not sure if I'm missing something