Par Lionel Vautrin
POEMS (in english)
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I will add, days passing, new poems, in french and in english, so, come back to visit me often to discover them.
Hoping that my verses will touch and warm the heart and soul of all my readers,
Seing her dancing with the grace of her charms,
We could think that the time didn’t affect hers,
When the ballerina, moving her slender arms,
Was enchanting the eyes of the stoned spectators.
Was it the time that has been frozen in its race,
When her so delicate hand has slowly caressed,
This music, carried away by her taking flight,
Which echo resonated, like rocked by her sight.
Even if she’d have been Venus, the love's goddess,
The men would have never had for this divinity,
More looks, enchanted by her irresistible beauty,
And by her angelic wings of the purest whiteness.
Sublime and majestuous swan dancing on her lake,
She moved with a grace that had something wild,
This bewitching ballerine in her dress half opaque,
I was admiring, touched, with the eyes of a child.
People says that, when it’s raining some days, an angel cry.
I can’t stop myself to think, deeply in my heart in standby,
That if they exist, leaving me darling, you have become one,
Because you had a pure soul, you were a child not a woman.
Someone has told me that, when it’s raining some days,
It’s because you are thinking about me, beyond the cloudlet.
It’s a part of your love that is flowing on my face, always,
When I’m dying alone, kneeled on your grave, desperate.
The sky stays grey and heavy like my heart of dark knight.
I put on my black leather coat, overwhelmed by the night.
On this asleep city, full of sadness, I look at the rain falling,
And from the top of my tower, I contemplate my life crying.
THE TWO ROSES
I have taken this two white roses to make them dry,
Between the pages of this book, embraced for ever.
You have never really said me farewell or goodbye:
It was so painful for me but perhaps it was better.
We were like these two flowers, loving each other,
But one day I have stayed alone without any reply.
From this instant my life became darker and darker:
The world is just for me a desert where I can cry.
I will keep these two roses very close of my heart,
That they could feel it beating until my last moment.
Perhaps, where you are now, even after my depart,
You could feel it too when it will become silent.
The two flowers are dry now, and my heart will stop,
Soon I will be in the Highlands, to find my destiny.
And when I'll let fall my last and full of love teardrop,
Darling, never doubt that it will be sheded for thee.
These two white roses are like my heart and my soul,
Near death that's right, but there's something I knew:
Even when I will be in the depths of the Hellhole,
My darling, I swear it, I will never stop to love you.
THREE LITTLE BLOOD DROPS
Three little blood drops left on the white snow,
That a knight was watching just under a rainbow.
Three drops of blood drawing the face of his Love,
That couldn't be matched by the grace of a dove.
The beauty he treasured has never left his mind;
Sometimes he hears her voice in the wind, behind.
But now, in front of these lips and cheekbones,
He's thinking to her eyes made of moonstones.
No other knight that came to challenge Perceval,
Was able to take him out of his sweet trance.
And the Paladin, with only a single hit of lance,
Returned to his golden dreams, defeating his rival.
Three little blood drops left under the big azure,
Watched by the knight like the best work of art,
Because in the deep love that fulfilled his heart,
Every thing has the face of his sweet Blanchefleur.
Days pass, and pass every of these days,
Soon the season of love, again, will raise.
Time has never had any power on me:
Where are you my destined sweet fairy ?
How many years far from your charms ?
Eternity lived distant of your sweet arms.
At present I know that never I could again,
As much as I love you, love other women.
Each hour, each minute, each second apart,
You are inside me and rule over my heart.
Days pass, and pass every of these days:
Nothing changes: my love for you stays…
Under the moon, I am looking at the rain falling on me,
This water droping slowly and covering the entire city.
A grey halo of sadness and peace starts to come down,
Like to purify my heart in the same time as the town.
In the pale moon I just see my darling and her charms.
I miss you, where are you, why are you not in my arms ?
Far away you are, far from me, far from your knight.
And I dream about you my love, surounded by the night.
Will the day come when I will feel your heart beating ?
Will I see this awaken dream become my new reality ?
In the darkness and the cold of the rain, I am thinking,
That I could make you happy for the life or an eternity.
And the warrior closes his eyes to feel more on his face,
The sweetest rain of april falling slowly from Heaven.
It murmures in his ears, to touch him in his disgrace:
Stand up proud fallen knight, you have been forgiven.
It's her voice he has heard whispering in the moonlight,
Like the true goddess of love, like an angel of Mercy;
And the depths of the night have disapeared suddenly:
Many times, love can change the darkness into light.
AFTER HER EYES
What might be my life after your wonderful eyes
A restless lonely wandering, an existence of cries
Alone and sad, I swallow up in this lover's world
And my eyes lose themself in the Human's crowd
What could be my life without your look shining
Your tender words, the sweetness of your silence
And in the sky of my soul, a terrible thundering
Echoes my cold heart, darkened by your absence
What could be my life without your love Honey
Sometimes at dusk, I feel your conforted presence
I can almost touch this angelic and pure brilliance
That disapears when the dawn comes back quickly
What can become my life without your soft eyes
My faith has vanished, I have become so bleak
The dream to see you one day to bear my childs
Has left my heart with these tears on my cheek
What is my life now after your eyes of emerald
Time has no control at all over my eternal feeling
But when Death hangs around me, I feel strangled
I shout your name in the night, full of pain, dying.