Inventer le futur
\nLes mots de la tendresse
\nDe la vie, des caresses
\nLa nuit faire \u00e0 mesure<\/p>\n
J\u2019ai le blues de tes yeux
\nComme la mer qui rage
\nComme le ciel si sage
\nDans mon coeur malheureux<\/p>\n
Toujours devant ce corps
\nMes pupilles \u00e0 l\u2019eau
\nM\u00eame que je les clos
\nElle y sera encore<\/p>\n
J\u2019ai tant \u00e0 te donner
\nSans avoir \u00e0 te prendre
\nJ\u2019ai tant \u00e0 d\u00e9sapprendre
\nSans vouloir te voler<\/p>\n
Je r\u00eave de ces nuits
\nO\u00f9 je ne suis pas l\u00e0
\nAu fin fond de tes draps
\nDans le creux de ton lit<\/p>\n
La for\u00eat ravin\u00e9e
\nSent l\u2019humus de l\u2019automne
\nCet instant qu\u2019on pardonne
\nDans l\u2019air \u00e9lectris\u00e9<\/p>\n
Les cimes se rel\u00e8vent
\nEt s\u2019en vont au lointain
\nHors la folie des mains
\nQui cherchent notre s\u00e8ve<\/p>\n
O ma Muse divine
\nOuvre-moi une porte
\nCelle qui te rend forte
\nSous la lune c\u00e2line<\/p>\n
Souviens-toi de ce temps
\nO\u00f9 le froid trahissait
\nTon corps, tes seins de lait
\nN\u2019oublie pas, souviens t\u2019en<\/p>\n
J\u2019aurais voulu tenir
\nTes petites menottes
\nQu\u2019au vent glacial grelottent
\nEt puis apr\u00e8s mourir<\/p>\n
D\u00e9sarticule am\u00e8re
\nLes vers du fond du c\u0153ur
\nDans ton esprit qui meurt
\nBois ces mots d\u00e9l\u00e9t\u00e8res<\/p>\n
Mon opium n\u2019a de heurts
\nDistill\u00e9 dans les eaux
\nApr\u00e8s tourments mentaux
\nMa folie en ma fleur<\/p>\n
Enfant, j\u2019ai voulu tant
\nB\u00e2tir des illusions
\nFaire r\u00e9volution
\nFaire comme les grands<\/p>\n
Ce pays r\u00e9sonne
\nComme un d\u00e9sert lointain
\nOn va main dans la main
\nL\u00e0-bas o\u00f9 l\u2019on s\u2019\u00e9tonne<\/p>\n
On \u00e9crit, on d\u00e9crit
\nMais rien ne vaut tout l\u2019or
\nDe cette \u00eele qui dort
\nSous le satin bleu nuit<\/p>\n
Quelle folie d\u2019y croire
\nM\u00eame un tout petit peu
\nDe vouloir \u00eatre heureux
\nDe vouloir cet espoir\ufeff<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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