Traduction (Translation): Jet
Liquid jet
which rests in the pupil of the eye
contains the flowers of the soul:
emotions -
joy, love,
even sadness.
It's a beautiful sea.
It's a beautiful sea.
A precious sea, a serene sea,
a mysterious sea: a sea
which you [one] can try to explore
or leave a mystery.
Perhaps you, my dear friend,
want the person of your dreams
(whom you await impatiently)
to look at you
and see the secrets of your heart.
[literally: 'you... want that the person of your dreams ... looks at you and sees...]
And me, I love emotions.
But this time, I think
that I will speak of Jet.
Jet of Midnight.
The Black Precious Stone.
It shines for me like
diamond. A colour so strong,
so solid... yet liquid.
A colour which melts.
I want to swim in it.
Jet, jet, jet.
It rests
in the pupil of the eye.





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