Silence [Theme]

But then she threw herself into the waves.

Sombre Lorsque la croix sur nous sera plantée,
La terre nous ayant tous deux ensevelis,
Refleurira Ton corps dans la neige des lys
Et de ma chair naîtra la rose ensanglantée.
Divine Et la Mort que tes vers'ont chantée
En son vol noir chargé de silence et d oublis,
Nous fera par le ciel, bercés d'un roulis lent,
Vers des astres nouveaux une route enchantée.




When the earth forever parted beneath us
And grow up crosses in place of tears of sorrow,
Then I will lay down under a Bush krovenosnyh roses
And will you be covered in Lily flowers.
Way to the stars, in the burning flame
To oblivion we rush, without paying for a fare
Divine Death. Did you not exalted
Her, my friend, to honor beautiful poems?



Explanation of the quote:

dedicated to a friend de Heredia - poet Armand Silvestre
translation of Vladimir Korman

Un grand sommeil noir
Tombe sur ma vie:
Dormez, tout espoir,
Dormez, toute envie!
Je ne vois plus rien.
Je perds la mémoire
Du mal et du bien...
la triste histoire!
Je suis un berceau
Qu'une main balance
Au creux d'un caveau
Silence, silence!




I'm in the black days
Do not expect a revival.
Hope, sleep,
Sleep, desire!
Darkness descends
On the eye and the conscience.
Neither good nor evil
Oh, sad story!
Under someone's hand
I cradle the swing
The cave is empty...
Silence, silence!

So raise your banner, fight your war
Break the silence, no remorse
Won't die within




So raise your banner and fight,
Break the silence no regrets,
You're going to live.

I felt a Funeral, in my Brain,
And Mourners to and fro
Kept treading - treading - till it seemed
That Sense was breaking through -
And when they all were seated,
A Service, like a Drum -
Kept beating - beating - till I thought
My Mind was going numb -
And then I heard them lift a Box
And creak across my Soul
With those same Boots of Lead, again,
Then Space - began to toll,
As all the Heavens were a Bell,
And Being, but an Ear,
And I, and Silence, some strange Race
Wrecked, solitary, here -
And then a Plank in Reason, broke,
And I dropped down, and down -
And hit a World, at every plunge,
And Finished knowing - then -




The sound of a funeral in my brain
And men in black there
All go - go - my
Mind tagging along.
But only they will sit,
As the dimensional battle
Knocks - knocks - like a drum -
Over-the-head.
And I hear a drawer raised
And creaking to endure no power -
Their leather boots arose -
And the world - wail,
It feels like the sky - bell,
And the being - only-the-ear,
And I, and silence split
And in a strange way - and collapsed
His mind broken,
And I'm flying all the down - and down -
And beat against the world, and every time
In the mind, leave life.