Là Où Les Femmes Des Fleurs Dansent

Rêvez moi, souvent, des fleurs et des femmes
Ce qui sont le plus admirablement tragiques à moi?
Que ce soit la belladone douce, ou vous?

II.

Dancing, dancing, like waltzes in rain
Dewdrops of glory, a tapestry on skin
Sculptured - these women, the maidens of ages,
Trapped! Like lost nightingales, held ransom to cages
Dawn follows the dusky, lithe and gay
Living a life of the loved, e'ery day
Beauty unborn, untainted, still sweet
Held in cadence to a funerary beat,
Là où les femmes des fleurs dansent

III.

Rose de chéri, pétales doux blanchis,
Jeunesse, pour toujours hors de portée
Les oiseaux chanteurs pleurent avec des chants funèbres, doux

IV.

Stand then. Stay! As antique bells chime
You! The absconder! Oh, what happened to time?
How does one try, once again, to appease you?
Should I break my heart at your feet just to please you?
Pah Love, the possesser, ne'er the possessed
Is a stone clad heart, 'neath each statues breast
Except in the forests, the fields and dreams
Where, drink the women, nectar from streams
Là où les femmes des fleurs dansent

V.

La chère rose de rouge, votre beauté est mais venin
Déguisant un poison ce les goûts aiment le persimmon
Votre coeur est une tasse, pour boire est ma mission

VI.

Dew, as sweet as heavens nectar
Leaves a taste, a mere spectre,
Upon my lips, with passion burning,
Let me smell thy petals, quench my yearning,
See my eyes in yours, reflected
Taste my lips on yours, majestic
Entomb me in an eternity of bliss
A moment - Forever, caught like this,
Là où les femmes des fleurs dansent

VII.

Le chéri s'est levé, avec le bourgeon en fleur,
S'approprie la beauté sur le tombeau
La vie fraîche ! Un bébé dans l'utérus

VIII.

Legends speak of them - The women of flowers
Who, in fields, would dance, for many an hour
Through roses in bloom, where bright colours blazed
Through dust and ashes, their beauty - unfazed
Alas! What shall become, how will it end
Could their esoteric majesty be brought to an end?
Should I make her my Eve? Should I grant her long life?,
Or not! Should I cut her - a gift to my wife?
Là où les femmes des fleurs dansent