The waters of Mars.
In order that your deep and erratic valleys
Establish themselves in contrasted channels,
It is necessary that your face flooded with music
Half-opens to your destroyed eyes.
It is necessary that your iris drowned by fires
May close in the abysses,
And that your black moons in their altered thoughts
Should mark all their solstices
But although the furrows of the overhung lakes
Hide under the surface
I shall follow your sorrows drying out in kisses
All the waters of Mars.
Saoirse 07/2012
I'm not sure i correctly translate it, see below in french (Feel free to copy, these are mine but not copyrighted)
Afin que tes vallées profondes et erratiques
Se fondent en canaux contrastés
Il faut que ton visage inondé de musique
S'entrouvre à tes yeux dévastés
Il faut que tes iris par des feux ennoyés
Se ferment aux précipices
Et que tes lunes noires aux pensées altérées
Marquent tous leurs solstices
Mais bien que les sillons des lacs surplombés
Se cachent sous la surface
Je suivrai tes chagrins asséchant en baisers
Toutes les Eaux de Mars.
"Don't forget that I cannot see myself- that my role is limited to being the one who looks in the mirror"
"There are no reasons to live, but there are no reasons to die either- the only way we have left to testify our despite of life is to accept it. Life is not worth the pain to leaving it..."
Jacques Rigaut