Ames De Marbre

<br>SADNESS<br>-------<br>AMES DE MARBRE<br>--------------<br>1. Ames de Marbre 4:23<br>2. Lueurs 6:11<br>3. Tristessa 2:02<br>4. Opal Vault 3:18<br>5. Tears of Sorrow 9:52<br>6. Red Script 7:18<br>7. Antofagasta 3:13<br>Sadness:<br> Gradel : All Percussion<br> Andy : Bass Effects & German Voice<br> Chiva : Guitars & Piano<br> Steff : Guitars & Voices<br>Additional Musicians:<br> Christine : Female Voice<br> Don Caceres : Sacuhachi & Oriental Flute<br> Corinne : Violin & Cello<br>Act I - Ames de Marbre<br>----------------------<br>The guardian angel descends from his obscure limbo, to eternally rest on his<br>cold body of the begin. His melancholic face, empty of sensations, watches<br>over the dead, motionless, rock of stone, on a parallel world. Angel of sadness<br>invading your tomb. It seems that a tear rolls down your cheek. Your soul, has<br>maybe rejoined its immortality. Thanks to him you`ll dream again and forever.<br>Schutzengel deiner Seele, der heute wieder weggeht, um ewige Stille zu suchen.<br>Act II - Lueurs<br>---------------<br>The night on the shore a pure girl dreams. She watches the fall, towards the<br>East. High up in the night, while the predator clouds of the evening announce<br>their fury, black oppressive masses, darken her vision of infinity. The stars<br>guide your destiny. Follow them for ever into an oblivion; follow them to dream<br>of infinity; follow them to die happily; follow them to dry all your tears;<br>tears that believe in their death. Aren`t the stars eternal? They reign for<br>ever like Queens. They show her their paths. Forget, I`m leaving for their<br>destinations, for infinity.<br>Act III - Tristessa<br>-------------------<br>La soledad increible del desarraigo humano... El nacimiento de la muerte<br>tenebrosa sonrisas? Cuando seremos todos bajo tierra terminaremos todos entre<br>despajos de madera.<br>Act IV - Opal Vault<br>-------------------<br>I turn around a last time in this big sinister street, my god, the fog<br>insmoothes the tear that slowly drifts down along your cheek. From the windows,<br>dull and dirty, dozens of white and macabre looks scrutinize us as if it was to<br>announce that this time will be the last...<br>And I think of you again, crouched on myself, where the drops of sad water of<br>an October rain tricjle on my face, I think of this langorous smile again, more<br>precious than your nudity, this carnal smile, ecstatic, that projects me for an<br>instant again in a fantastic whirl of desolation.<br>I`m the angel of desolation, the angel of my own loss, the angel of a shattered<br>life on the wild flanks of a smile.<br>And I pour a thin and sad tear that shatters itself in a thousand pieces on the<br>streets form where your look haunts and kills me.<br>(Forget me), ravage me and kill me. Oh drink my life in a carnal impulse of<br>desire, dream and fly me away on a peak of despair, because I`m the angel of<br>desolation. Yes, I`m...<br>Act V - Tears of Sorrow<br>-----------------------<br>Under the dark clouds of May, a leaf slips over your face, spring of love for<br>tears of sorrow. Red eyes that wait for you for such a long time under the moon<br>light. I know that you`ll come, in spite of you... after all...<br>Don`t try to know why, do you envy the destiny, statues that never meet, that<br>never touch?<br>(chorus)<br>Ne cherche pas a savoir pourquoi, envies-tu le destine des statues qui jamais<br>ne se rencontrent, qui jamais ne se touchent? Sous les sombres nuages de mai,<br>une feulli glisse sur ton visage.<br>(chorus)<br>Regarde-moi, regarde-moi, regarde-moi vainc ta peur etrange, tapie au fond de<br>toi, ferme tes yeux et entrouve moi ton coeur.<br>Look at me, overcome your strange fear deep down within yourself, close your<br>eyes and open your heart to me. You didn`t believe me, but what matters, wether<br>you want it or not, we threw a stone bridge between our souls and the blood<br>that united us flows under the arch... I`ll be able to cross it when the time<br>comes an clear a way to your heart. Under the dark clouds of November a dead<br>leaf slips over my cheek and wipes my tears of sorrow, my tears of sorrow.<br>Act VI - Red Script<br>-------------------<br>Oh yes, she was again, misery and mistery. Yes, it was her again and this time,<br>I was sure about it. Yes, she was struck again. Seeing that spectacle of<br>desolation in front of me, the victim, his heart pulled out divorced. Yes, it<br>was her again and this time. I was sure about it.<br>My darling, my love, before no, no, no, no... (bis)<br>The cloakroom was not dark anymore. Candles, were burning there, thousands of<br>candles. I had to stop her, I had to stop her. Suddenly the room began to spin<br>and became white. My head was still spinning, my vision was still shocked. She<br>was waiting for me! Waiting to use, all her power...<br>No pain, but a terrible horror. Worse, much worse than pain. A chasm of regret<br>and extreme affliction gobbles itself up in the depths of... me. She gently<br>climbed up along me spine to suck up my life in a last kiss. Oh yes, in a last<br>kiss.<br>Act VII - Antofagasto<br>---------------------<br>Fly, bird fly, hover on the human madness, sail, flee from this nothingness...<br>Contemplate the absolute with your penetrating eyes. Absurdity of your enemy,<br>fly, float, (fly away), to the eternal heaven.