LOOK THROUGH THE PAPER TO MY SECRET LIFE
Painting is an illusion, a piece of magic, so what you see is not what you see. Philip Guston
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnEpc0D5AKc
IN MY SECRET LIFE sung by KATIE MELUA
Alternative Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=NW7oNpzBSGc&feature=youtu.be
IN MY SECRET LIFE by LEONARD COHEN
(Pensée Secréte)
If love is just an (illusion); I (question the reason) why
my (secret thoughts) inside my mind were ever allowed to die
We (established) a collusion.
I knew (better) than to ask him why
our (simple) souls and (journey)
would cause a (sanglanté) hue and cry
I have come to the conclusion that he out-(manoeuvre)d my
attempts to win him over (even) though he didn't try.
I was under the delusion that he (could) and would not lie,
but love just caused confusion and left me high and dry.
Was our bridge (of) spinal fusion?
Were we conjoined twins he and I?
Only he understands this allusion
to say au revoir or say good-bye.
(L'affaires étrangères) allows suffusion
to slowly flush me with a sigh.
The silence passes without intrusion,
like when we feel (the end) is nigh.
I feel the soft occlusion or is it (something else) nearby
transferred by rediffusion,
the message true love will never die
(In all sincerity I believe)d (him) and (with new spirit) I survive
(They would like) to tell me please don't trust him;
(that their) thoughts were always right
But then (again), I ask if (it was) or was (not so),
(by) the time he reads this rhyme
(297) will have lost all it's meaning
and all the clues thence lost in time.
- AP - Copyright remains with the author
'copyright image please do not reproduce without permission'
LOOK THROUGH THE PAPER TO MY SECRET LIFE
Painting is an illusion, a piece of magic, so what you see is not what you see. Philip Guston
Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=JnEpc0D5AKc
IN MY SECRET LIFE sung by KATIE MELUA
Alternative Soundtrack : www.youtube.com/watch?v=NW7oNpzBSGc&feature=youtu.be
IN MY SECRET LIFE by LEONARD COHEN
(Pensée Secréte)
If love is just an (illusion); I (question the reason) why
my (secret thoughts) inside my mind were ever allowed to die
We (established) a collusion.
I knew (better) than to ask him why
our (simple) souls and (journey)
would cause a (sanglanté) hue and cry
I have come to the conclusion that he out-(manoeuvre)d my
attempts to win him over (even) though he didn't try.
I was under the delusion that he (could) and would not lie,
but love just caused confusion and left me high and dry.
Was our bridge (of) spinal fusion?
Were we conjoined twins he and I?
Only he understands this allusion
to say au revoir or say good-bye.
(L'affaires étrangères) allows suffusion
to slowly flush me with a sigh.
The silence passes without intrusion,
like when we feel (the end) is nigh.
I feel the soft occlusion or is it (something else) nearby
transferred by rediffusion,
the message true love will never die
(In all sincerity I believe)d (him) and (with new spirit) I survive
(They would like) to tell me please don't trust him;
(that their) thoughts were always right
But then (again), I ask if (it was) or was (not so),
(by) the time he reads this rhyme
(297) will have lost all it's meaning
and all the clues thence lost in time.
- AP - Copyright remains with the author
'copyright image please do not reproduce without permission'