TO DIE
December 26, 1992

I was nothing and that is why today
I am the guardian of sleep during these nights.
I love him to death.
God, you can destroy everything you please,
But he only needs to open his arms
To repair everything, to repair everything,
Because I love him to death.

He has changed my life by quitting his jobs,
He has often mocked me in front of the whole world.
I would like to die.
But he has built bridges between us and the sky,
And now I have to know that he makes love with her.
I cannot sleep, I cannot sleep.
I would like to die.

I have had to fight all the wars to be so strong today.
I have had to fight all the wars, of life, and also of love.

He is going to do his best to live out his unclear dream.
He is going to walk in the forests close to the lake.
Why not die?
He has given me beautiful memories that I have to let go of,
And now I know it is wrong to try
To keep them, to keep them.
Why not die?

To go up on my path still hidden by pain,
I have to let go off all my worries, all my fears,
So I will not die.
I just need to sit down, I should not talk anymore.
I should not want anything, I only should try
To belong to me, to belong to me.
So I will not die.

I have had to fight all these wars to be so strong today.
I have had to fight all these wars, of life and also of love.


Elisabeth Leonore
Copyrighted 1992-2001

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