Samedi 23 avril 2005 à 0:19
It is the End Of All Hope...
You hope that what you're livin' is Imaginary
But there is something that Brings you to Life, to reality
Thisi is why you're sad :
'Cause your father, your Angel Fell First.
But I know that Even In Death your love goes on.
Every night, you'll cry For The Moon
To ensure him a good travel through the sky,
Like Tutankhamen in the Ancient Egypt.
You'll look at the stars Lagoon
To find your Pharaoh's star.
Soon, you'll realize that he's always with you
And he will guide you towards the Sirens of the past
Who will remember you all the good moments you spent.
It is the Birth Of All Hope....
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Ceci est un poème que j'avais écrit pour une amie qui venait de perdre son père... Voila pourquoi il est si triste.