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Les rêves d'un homme perdu For english speakers, here a translation of the poem (Thanks to Mjollnà) : Pasts forged in misery and violence Damned forced to plead a long silence Hidden in shadows, brightened by colours Disguised as a dark face, tugged by rancours Maybe evidence negates any vow for truce In all events for those who dream no place But a glimpse of you filled presentiment Fading gloom of my most sweetest torment To shelter you, I'll bend all dimensions I'll build world defying comprehensions To admire you, I'll quench troubling star Hide the sunlight in a moonstone altar The past will divide from holding you tight Vanished will end up the defunct fright Even fiercely wanting to intervene It's not my choice to embrace what's foreseen