Entre les douces notes du piano de Chopin
Dorment les bl\u00eames accords de ma m\u00e9lancolie
Sur mon coeur s’\u00e9tend un nuage incertain
D\u00e9versant sa tristesse en une fine pluie<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Averse d’eau saline se teintant de carmin
Au contact du muscle, moteur de mes maux
Qui se plait \u00e0 souffrir, \u00e0 noircir son destin
Pour se sentir vivant, s’\u00e9mouvoir \u00e0 nouveau<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Impr\u00e9gn\u00e9 par l’humeur venue tout droit des Limbes
O\u00f9 mon \u00e2me malade s’est longtemps \u00e9gar\u00e9e
Il ne peut plus \u00f4ter ce halo qui le nimbe
Le sceau de leurs t\u00e9n\u00e8bres profond\u00e9ment marqu\u00e9<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Une main doucement tendu, quelques mots, un sourire
L’\u00e9loignent pour quelques temps de cette obscurit\u00e9
Mais lorsque sa nature r\u00e9v\u00e9l\u00e9e les fait fuir
Dans ce carcan funeste il revient s’enfermer<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Berceau de mon esprit, futile et inconstant
Tu n’aimes que le malheur car il t’est familier
Au regard des autres, tu joues l’indiff\u00e9rent
Abim\u00e9, trop craintif, pour \u00eatre apprivois\u00e9.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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