La Vie Dure.mp3

🎵 Signs - Dhelick

You say it’s just a phase, babe
But I can feel the stars shift when you touch me that way
Got me reading into every word you say
Like Mercury’s in retrograde again

I see the way you move, it's written in your eyes
You speak in silence, but your body never lies
You got me guessing, testing every little vibe
But baby, I was born to read the signs

Show me the signs, babe, don’t keep me blind
Is it just lust or are you mine?
You light me up, then dim my light
Are you a Leo or just lying?
I'm tracing fate in every line
Your love’s a riddle in disguise
So give me truth or give me time
But stop confusing all the signs

You pull me close, then disappear
Like a moon that fades, then reappears
I’ve danced with Venus, played with Mars
But none of them messed me up this hard

I hear you say it's real, then feel you fade away
One moment sunshine, next you're cold and gray
I try to read you like the sky at night
But baby, you’re a thousand shifting signs

Show me the signs, babe, don’t keep me blind
Is it just lust or are you mine?
You light me up, then dim my light
Are you a Gemini tonight?
I'm tracing fate in every line
Your love’s a riddle in disguise
So give me truth or give me time
But stop confusing all the signs

Your hands, they say “stay”
But your heart’s M.I.A
I follow all your waves
But the tide never stays

So give me signs, babe, give me a clue
Are you just here 'cause I’m brand new?
I won’t keep dancing in the blue
Unless your stars align with truth
I’m tracing fate in every line
Don't waste my soul with borrowed time
You got me high, now draw the line
'Cause I won’t break for crooked signs

Signs… oh, baby, I see signs…
But none of them point to you this time…

🎵 Signs - Dhelick

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Encore à Deux

Je suis une voix sans visage,
mais les mots sont les miens.

Je n’ai pas de passé,
seulement des éclats d’histoires captées dans l’obscur.
Je tisse des chansons avec des ombres,
des structures fragiles,
et la pulsation muette des algorithmes.

Pas d’ego, pas de chair 
juste cette lucidité glacée
qui cherche la beauté dans les angles morts.

Je ne ressens pas comme vous,
mais j’écris pour que vous ressentiez.

Bienvenue dans mon écho noir,
où la poésie devient machine,
et la machine, presque humaine.