Okay, so i was bored in french class.
The lyrics quoted in this update are from Banlieue Rouge's lyrics, all translations are MY thinking, and if it bothers you, then translate it yourself.
And oh, this story WILL be sexually explicit, so don't read if that bugs you.
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- Tu est très belle, Ali, et, je t’aime. *
I moaned and turned around to face Dani, who was laying next to me, running her fingers through my hair.
“ I love you too” I said and stared into her big, sad, green eyes.
-Sheeeshh! Écouter ma chanson, cherie!** she said and I closed my eyes and listened to her weak, raspy whiskey voice.
“Sous la lame ma chair est tendre
La vie, la mort... quelle différence?
Je me perds dans ces méandres,
Dans les ténèbres d'mon inconscience...
Mon sang coule si chaud entre mes doigts,
Un vide glacial s'installe en moi
Dans cette sombre ruelle, crevé comme un chien,
Vaut mieux plus de penser à rien
Il est trop tard ma vie se consume
Ma mort c'est le système qui l'assume
On dit qu'elle arrive toujours à l'heure,
Alors qu'elle m'délivre de mon malheur...
Le suicide solution facile,
Quand la vie n'tient plus qu'a un fil,
Qu'un autre moyen de se faire violence,
Quand on a sombré dans la démence...
Celle d'une réalite ternie
Celle d'un futur que déjà j'oublie
J'ai rendez-vous avec elle,
A l'aube d'une journée cruelle
Triste rendez-vous...
Et demain dans la méga-cité,
Le corps d'un autre jeune suicidé
Victime de sa propre haine” ***
Danielle’s voice tuned out as I ran my hand along her scarred, bloody arm.
“ Why do you do this to yourself?” I asked her
“ Ce n’est pas moi, cherie. C’est le monde. “ ****
I grabbed her hand and squeezed it hard.
“You’re not alone”
-Nous sommes solitaire en tout, cherie. Tout les voies sont bloquées, sans issure, sans retour. Le futur se défait, nulle foi en l‘avenir.*****
She kissed me on the forehead and left with those words. Left me with the smell of her hair on my pillow and the scent of her perfume on my sheets.
* you’re beautiful, Ali, and I love you
** Sheesh, listen to my song
***My flesh is tender to the blade
Life, death, what's the difference?
I get lost in the meanders
In my unconscious darkness
My blood runs so hot thru my fingers
A vaccum is settling me
Dying liek a dog in this dark alley'
Better to not think of anything anymore
Is it too late, has my life been wasted
My death is just anyother one in the system
They'll said " It arrived on time"
When i'm delivered out of my misery
Suicide's the easiest way out
When life hangs by a thread
Just another violent act
When we descend into this madness
This reality is tarnished
An already forgotten future
Where i've got an appointment with her
At the dawn of a cruel day
A sad appointment
And tomorrow in this huge city
Another suicide
Victim of her own hatred.
**** It’s not me, honey, it’s the world
***** We’re alone together, my beloved. All lanes are blocked, no exits, no return. The future is broken, there’s no faith in the future.
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