[A Quiet Dinner for Three]
- vincent
The stars twinkled in the twilight sky
Celestial dances upon black velvet
Three of us sat, face to face
Hands on the marble table top
T'was a quiet dinner for three
Vain attempts to complete the meal
My throat was blocked
My gut was wrenched
Can I order a drink?
Nauseous at the thought.
How can I even sit here and pretend
That everything is okay?
In a whimsical fashion
I anaesthetised myself
With a random mindless beat
From the silent piped in radio
The forbidden urge to reach out
The screaming desire to hold you
Stifled by the musty evening air
Into a silently vociferous stare
The next meal you go
Will be a quiet dinner
A quiet dinner for a smiling duo
A silent do without ever seeing me
Nous n'avons �t� jamais cens�s pour �tre, pas tandis que nous sommes de deux c�t�s de la ligne. Je ne pourrais pas atteindre dehors � votre c�t�; vous ne comprendrez jamais le mien.
C'est mon destin alors, pour avoir un go�t de ciel mais ne jamais le tenir dans des mes mains.
Au revoir mon ami, au revoir. Au cas o� nous aurions rencontr� dans diff�rent une circonstance, la fin aurait �t� un chorus de joie, peut-�tre.
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