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Poeme : Under The Weight Of Your Clothes



Under The Weight Of Your Clothes

Under the weight of your clothes
You are a star without light
Keep a smile
Keep a hand
Keep a hope
I’ll keep a bright fire next to you
We know that what we love is not light

The kind of things we like to share
Are sleeping under a grey morning
With clouds and rain
The kind of things we like to share
Just need to be seen
To be saved

Take a walk and you will see
That what you like is just to be here
With your brothers
With the sky
Without dark
Another day is gonna come
Another night is gonna come
But they are all the same
Just a bit is different
It’s the way we act
The way we speak
The way we see the way

Under the weight of your stress
You are a moving star
That never keep an eye on anything
Keep an eye on your smile
Keep an eye on your hand
Keep your eyes on what you can call your hope
And after, i’ll keep a bright fire next to you
Hot and sweet, without talking, just look
What we like is not light
It’s beauty under this light
Darkvid

PostScriptum

en anglais cette fois, sa parle un peu de ma vision de ce monde un peu confu…


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œ̃de tə wεɡt ɔf iuʁ klɔtə
iu aʁə a staʁ witu liɡt
kip a smilə
kip a-ɑ̃
kip a ɔpə
iεl εl kip a bʁajt fiʁə nεkst to iu
wə knɔw ta wa wə lɔvə is no liɡt

tə kɛ̃d ɔf tiŋ wə likə to ʃaʁə
aʁə slipiŋ œ̃de a ɡʁe mɔʁniŋ
wit kludz- ɑ̃d ʁɛ̃
tə kɛ̃d ɔf tiŋ wə likə to ʃaʁə
ʒyst nid to bə sin
to bə savεd

takə a walk ɑ̃d iu wij si
ta wa iu likə is ʒyst to bə əʁə
wit iuʁ bʁɔtœʁ
wit tə ski
witu daʁk
anɔtœʁ dε is ɡɔna kɔmə
anɔtœʁ niɡt is ɡɔna kɔmə
byt te aʁə al tə samə
ʒyst a bit is difəʁe
itεs tə wε wə akt
tə wε wə spəak
tə wε wə si tə wε

œ̃de tə wεɡt ɔf iuʁ stʁεs
iu aʁə a mɔviŋ staʁ
ta nəve kip ɑ̃ εj ɔ̃n- anitiŋ
kip ɑ̃ εj ɔ̃n- iuʁ smilə
kip ɑ̃ εj ɔ̃n- iuʁ-ɑ̃
kip iuʁ εjz- ɔ̃ wa iu kɑ̃ kal iuʁ ɔpə
ɑ̃d afte, iεl εl kip a bʁajt fiʁə nεkst to iu
o ɑ̃d swi, witu talkiŋ, ʒyst luk
wa wə likə is no liɡt
itεs boti œ̃de ti liɡt