No matter how much I drank from all sources,
I was always thirsty.
Until something breaks.
Until a fissure forms,
that a crack snakes,
let a drop fall,
then another,
that they become a ditch,
then that the stream,
forms a puddle.
Become torrent,
gushing out of me,
then it becomes a lake.
I am sitting in the middle.
And I feel as soon as someone walks on the shore,
and I see the sky reflected there,
and the sky is the reflection of the earth.
And I feel, I sense, I anticipate.
And I feel, I sense, I know.
And I feel, I sense, I keep the track.
From the upcomming free album Sound Therapy by rADio eNd
http://www.horsnorme.org/rADio_eNd/rADio_eNd_english.html
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Translation of french lyrics from Anachronic Sacrifice and others free albums
PoetryThis is the english translation of my poems use in this Multiple Personality 3 free download album https://archive.org/details/Multiple_Personality_3_Anachronic_Sacrifice Few others will be add later. Stay Tune
