
Dame En Noir : La Clef des Songes

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1. DARK NIGHT LULLABY
Now you're sleeping with others
In the dark of cypress peaks:
The day has burnt down your wish,
Now there's a night that burns your mind.
They say: "Death is just like love:
You can give and take it too".
Corpses fight in day with hate,
Spirits rest during the night.
There are gods between your friends:
We will help you in your dreams;
But if you're not a slave of ours
You're be only rage, and pain.
2. LA NOVITA DEL SUONO E IL GRANDE LUME
You are not on earth
As you believe
You wonder
As you transcend
These light bodies.
Conceiving yourself as a god
Moulded by your own wrath
You're not on this earth
Just look to the unplaced Noth
Which does not go
The way you thought.
Temperate harmony,
Eternal wheels
Sound of orange flowers
Light a never felt wish
In the heavenly disease
To live, to die forever...
To the newness of the mighty sound
To live, to die forever…
3. THE NEXT DAY
Survive the next day, when you cry
In the shattered moonless howling sky,
In a land of blackened bleeding remorse
And all shadows dance around.
Leave yourself alone:
Light will never call
A breath in loudness of war.
Burn my home, my throne:
Light will never call
A shine in eyes of mine...
Survive the next day, when you cry
Your shadows dance around
And leave yourself...
That's for my life: setting aim in a fool way
Ruling the strife, browse in the pain 'til the last day
Sharpen the knife, twisting the rain like a God's pray
Breaking your wish, fearing the light of the next day.
Life is the blood, dreaming the death of this fool way
Obsessions near walk on the bound of the last day.
I hate the sun of the next day!
That's for my life: setting aim in a fool way
Breaking your wish, fearing the light of the next day.
I hate the sun of the next day!
4. DISMAL BEAUTY
It's like being touched
By mighty waterfalls
In a river of people.
It's as if your hand
Was stroking
A virtual reality.
It's like living a sensation
Built by your mind
By your mind.
It's like smiling to a baby
Knowing that
It's like running on the grass
Enclosed by an high
An high fence.
It's like dreaming to be
Discover that your soul
Is another's dream.
It's like checking your crying
Not to risk
To be seen.
Your mask is falling down:
It's time to take it off
To take it off.
Maybe, there might be another,
Paler and paler,
Fairer and fairer.
5. OPENED
He was watching by the open window
All the wild birds of the town,
While guiltily they're making nests
On the gutters of his life, pretending that they never leave
From the drunkenness of his brain;
And the adult would beholding him
With an angry gaze of pity,
And a child down there was crying
For a death he never wanted.
He screamed alone inside,
Finding there the blame of all:
"Who wants to change? Who makes me change?
Who screams like me this night?"
The obsession of pain, the nightmare of time,
The fear corrodes his mind.
The search for love, the trial to joy,
The phantom of boredom entangles the room;
And the hypocrisy of learning, and the vanity of science,
And the window calling him,
The fliers screaming, the murdered children,
And a scapegoat sex, and explosions of voices and then...
Again emptiness in a loneing tear healing his face,
A bloody hope: again.
And new thoughts that will never born:
He is sighing, smiling, laughing.
"Finally I see another window beside me:
The same, opened!"
6. LOVING THE RAIN SPIRIT
From the high of waterfalls
From the deep of holy wells
One love
Insane
In the landscape
Full of mist
In the faithful
Paranoia
One endless
Vertigo
For the simple
Feeling of pleasure
For the anger
Of infinite melodies
One flavour
Of death
The flavour
Of rain
7. FAR FROM HOME
Far from home
Nothing behind me
Only a beat
Of friendly memories
Tasting sweet
A fire dancing
In fallen leaves
Images of death
Look like peace
Around shadows
I sing poems of...
Days go by
A deep sense of calm
Invades my soul
And your living heart
Makes me fool
But the darkness
Inside the room
Has turned to light
With loves in bloom
Around flowers
I sing poems with...
Shards of happiness fallen
Friends going away
Walking to the sea
Infinity comes…
Far from home
Nothing behind me
Only a beat
Of friendly memories
Tasting sweet
A fire dancing
In fallen leaves
Images of death
Look like peace
Around shadows
I sing poems of...
8. TO THE LASTING EMPTINESS
"...C'est l'enfer pour moi,
C'est la clef des songes..."
And pain unite with hope
To stifle tears
And hope unite with tears
To stop the rain
And tears unite with rain
To suffocate my hope.
Who is, what is
That I'm taking for?
Should I think to speak
If here, in front of nothing,
My voice doesn't come back?
I could be or not be
And it's fair to know
That all the people
Could be or not be,
And tears fall down
Over my hope…
9. LE CLEF DES SONGES
“...C'est l'enfer pour moi,
C'est la clef des songes..."
Now you're sleeping with others
In the dark of cypress peaks:
The day has burnt down your wish,
Now there's a night that burns your mind.
They say: "Death is just like love:
You can give and take it too".
Corpses fight in day with hate,
Spirits rest during the night.
There are gods between your friends:
We will help you in your dreams;
But if you're not a slave of ours
You're be only rage, and pain.
2. LA NOVITA DEL SUONO E IL GRANDE LUME
You are not on earth
As you believe
You wonder
As you transcend
These light bodies.
Conceiving yourself as a god
Moulded by your own wrath
You're not on this earth
Just look to the unplaced Noth
Which does not go
The way you thought.
Temperate harmony,
Eternal wheels
Sound of orange flowers
Light a never felt wish
In the heavenly disease
To live, to die forever...
To the newness of the mighty sound
To live, to die forever…
3. THE NEXT DAY
Survive the next day, when you cry
In the shattered moonless howling sky,
In a land of blackened bleeding remorse
And all shadows dance around.
Leave yourself alone:
Light will never call
A breath in loudness of war.
Burn my home, my throne:
Light will never call
A shine in eyes of mine...
Survive the next day, when you cry
Your shadows dance around
And leave yourself...
That's for my life: setting aim in a fool way
Ruling the strife, browse in the pain 'til the last day
Sharpen the knife, twisting the rain like a God's pray
Breaking your wish, fearing the light of the next day.
Life is the blood, dreaming the death of this fool way
Obsessions near walk on the bound of the last day.
I hate the sun of the next day!
That's for my life: setting aim in a fool way
Breaking your wish, fearing the light of the next day.
I hate the sun of the next day!
4. DISMAL BEAUTY
It's like being touched
By mighty waterfalls
In a river of people.
It's as if your hand
Was stroking
A virtual reality.
It's like living a sensation
Built by your mind
By your mind.
It's like smiling to a baby
Knowing that
It's like running on the grass
Enclosed by an high
An high fence.
It's like dreaming to be
Discover that your soul
Is another's dream.
It's like checking your crying
Not to risk
To be seen.
Your mask is falling down:
It's time to take it off
To take it off.
Maybe, there might be another,
Paler and paler,
Fairer and fairer.
5. OPENED
He was watching by the open window
All the wild birds of the town,
While guiltily they're making nests
On the gutters of his life, pretending that they never leave
From the drunkenness of his brain;
And the adult would beholding him
With an angry gaze of pity,
And a child down there was crying
For a death he never wanted.
He screamed alone inside,
Finding there the blame of all:
"Who wants to change? Who makes me change?
Who screams like me this night?"
The obsession of pain, the nightmare of time,
The fear corrodes his mind.
The search for love, the trial to joy,
The phantom of boredom entangles the room;
And the hypocrisy of learning, and the vanity of science,
And the window calling him,
The fliers screaming, the murdered children,
And a scapegoat sex, and explosions of voices and then...
Again emptiness in a loneing tear healing his face,
A bloody hope: again.
And new thoughts that will never born:
He is sighing, smiling, laughing.
"Finally I see another window beside me:
The same, opened!"
6. LOVING THE RAIN SPIRIT
From the high of waterfalls
From the deep of holy wells
One love
Insane
In the landscape
Full of mist
In the faithful
Paranoia
One endless
Vertigo
For the simple
Feeling of pleasure
For the anger
Of infinite melodies
One flavour
Of death
The flavour
Of rain
7. FAR FROM HOME
Far from home
Nothing behind me
Only a beat
Of friendly memories
Tasting sweet
A fire dancing
In fallen leaves
Images of death
Look like peace
Around shadows
I sing poems of...
Days go by
A deep sense of calm
Invades my soul
And your living heart
Makes me fool
But the darkness
Inside the room
Has turned to light
With loves in bloom
Around flowers
I sing poems with...
Shards of happiness fallen
Friends going away
Walking to the sea
Infinity comes…
Far from home
Nothing behind me
Only a beat
Of friendly memories
Tasting sweet
A fire dancing
In fallen leaves
Images of death
Look like peace
Around shadows
I sing poems of...
8. TO THE LASTING EMPTINESS
"...C'est l'enfer pour moi,
C'est la clef des songes..."
And pain unite with hope
To stifle tears
And hope unite with tears
To stop the rain
And tears unite with rain
To suffocate my hope.
Who is, what is
That I'm taking for?
Should I think to speak
If here, in front of nothing,
My voice doesn't come back?
I could be or not be
And it's fair to know
That all the people
Could be or not be,
And tears fall down
Over my hope…
9. LE CLEF DES SONGES
“...C'est l'enfer pour moi,
C'est la clef des songes..."
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