Je ne t’ai pas vu hier,

Pourtant tu étais là,

C’est tout ce qui compte.

Dying Star flower blooming in Heaven.

Landed on a bench,

Les feuilles tombent des arbres sans aucun autre choix.

Heaven’s door was closed.

Entire building is now empty, yet full a few hours ago.

Not a train to go.

No one sleeps at any time.

A few souls keep watch.

A phœnix in the sky,

A soldier in the streets.

For again and again I’ll knock on Heaven’s door,

Waiting in the Garden of Paradise

Before we truly are split apart.


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