Un livre à lire.
Des gens rencontrés.
Une femme à aimer.
La vie plus belle qu'la notre…

Une mort à tromper.
Un chemin à courir.
Un amour à livrer…
Tous les sens à traduire.

Toutes les lettres à brouiller.
Tous les anges à connaître.
Toutes les âmes à sauver.
Et après – disparaître…

21-10-2010

You keep your spirit up
In order to survive.
You ask yourself: “What’s life?”
And you won’t give it up.
Just try to keep it real
And don’t ever complain.
Sometimes you’ll have to chill,
The others you’ll feel pain.
IX XII MMII

I want you
to live forever
I ask you
to never die
I’m happy
only beside you
I plead you
to never ask why
I want our dreams
to embody
the Universal hallow light
I want our sorrows
to drown slowly
diluted in waters
when day calmly
turns into night
I want our hearts
to surrender
to charity, grace and delight
I want you
to always be happy
I beg you
to never cry.
2012

Glamorous night. Dark knight
Knocking on my door. On the floor
I step. Sleepy. Looking for a candle
To light. Still: it’s a glamorous night,
Though it’s a time of the fight...
Another knock on the oaken door.
I shout: “Hey there! Can’t wait anymore?”
Having found a light, I greet the stranger.
Am I in danger? “Enter, good knight!”
-What a glamorous night!
-How can I help you in this hour of late?
-I’ll free Castilla and Le;n.
With destiny this is my date!
...These words! I recognise him:
It’s El Cid.
A man of arms - still man of wit.
-My good Sayid, you’d better
Have some sleep.
-You’re in the right, good master.
It’s very nice to have a friend like you
In times of such disaster...
Morning light - straight in my face.
‘Twas a glamorous night! Warm embrace
Given by my wife... Wait!
I’m married not! I do not know
This lady. She’s not completely
Of my sort!.. This man - Rodrigo Diaz?
I finally wake up - it’s midnight.
Snow now is falling down.
It rarely snows in Spain,
As you might know.
’Twas just a dream...

6.2.2002

My world is a-spinning,
I chase wild deer -
For pleasure, not trophies -
My conscience is clear.

I chase ‘em through forests,
Through grasslands and doles.
I find giant craters
And tiniest holes.

My eyes are wide open,
I hail all life,
Asleep all these years...
But now I’m alive!

I’m ready to ponder
The sense of it all.
My mind doesn’t wander -
This time, it’s my call.

I challenge old habits -
Deep-rooted they be -
My deer chasing rabbits
While rabbits chase me.

I’m easily happy,
My cry is of bliss,
My tongue fires wisdom,
My shots never miss.

I eagerly travel
Through darkness and light -
All myst’ries unravelled,
My troth here I plight:

To battle for freedom,
To fight for the poor,
To champion peace,
To ignore all the lures.

I never will falter -
My mind is my guard,
My faith is my altar,
My love is my God.

My world is a-spinning,
I’m dreaming all day.
My vision a-clearing -
Ill thoughts fade away.

And what of the wild deer? -
You might want to ask.
Gone home to the Highlands,
They’ve finished their task.