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The Shining Path of the Walkway
My hands are embedded in your skin, And your body is rambling, To the sea of a thousand waves, > I am a boat ... - I have the heart that fails, Engraving on the ocean, my wake When under the terms of travel You also ondoies the hips - ... If it is falling into oblivion After the course of the hills Fingers hanging with saline scents On the pleated waves of your bed, - When the desire is resting It has neither beginning, nor end, But resurrects while whith its whole hunger, It combines us, and overlays us ... - My mouth keeps in mind, The taste of passion in fruits, Always present in the heart of the night > Shining Path of the walkway. --- ( own translation from french ) - " Le sentier lumineux du promenoir" - Mes mains se sont incrustées dans ta peau, Et ton corps qui divague, A la mer aux mille vagues, Je suis un bateau... - J'ai le coeur qui flanche, A graver sur l'océan, mon sillage, Quand aux termes du voyage, Tu ondoies aussi des hanches, - ...Si c'est basculer dans l'oubli, Après le parcours les collines, Les doigts accrochés de senteurs salines, Aux ondes plissées de ton lit, - Quand le désir se repose, Il n'a ni commencement, ni fin , Mais ressuscite, tout à sa faim, Il nous combine, et superpose ... - Ma bouche garde en mémoire, Le goût de la passion, en fruits, Toujours présent, au coeur de la nuit, > Sentier lumineux de promenoir. -
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