Un soleil noir éclaire,
La lune rousse solitaire.
Tu te prélasses,
Sur la paillasse.
L’instant se pose sur le temps.

Elle est pure
L’ombre de la persienne
Qui se dessine
Sur ton dos nu.
Photo en noir et blanc
Prise à ton insu.

Elle est blanche
La chaussette oubliée,
Retroussée sur ce pied.
Souvenir rescapé
D'une nuit endiablée.
Photo en noir et blanc
Furtivement volée.

Elle est belle,
Au milieu de l’étang.
Sa chevelure rebelle
Défi les vents.
L’orage obscurcit le ciel.
Photo en noir et blanc
Saisi par l’éclair foudroyant.

Elle est glaciale,
La capricieuse eau,
Coulante du ruisseau
Sur la douce peau
De ton corps farouche.
Photo en noir et blanc,
Développée sans retouche.

Loïc ROUSSELOT

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Interprétation : Traduction en Anglais

In Black and White

A black sun shines,
Yes !
Sun shines
The lonely ginger moon.
To the moon !
You lounge,
Upon the straw mattress.
The moment rests upon time.

It is pure,
The shadow of the shutter
Drawing its lines
Across your bare back.
A photograph in black and white,
Taken without your knowledge.
Oh yeah !
Taken without your knowledge.

It is white,
The forgotten sock,
Rolled down on that foot.
Oh ! Oh !
Rolled down on that foot.
A rescued memory
Of a wild night.
A photograph in black and white,
Furtively stolen.

A black sun shines,
A black sun shines,
Oh ! Oh OOOOOHHH !
Yeah !
The lonely ginger moon.
To the moon ! oh ! yeah !
You lounge,
Upon the straw mattress.
The moment pursues its path.

She is beautiful,
In the middle of the pond.
Her rebellious hair
Defies the winds.
The storm darkens the sky.
A photograph in black and white,
Captured by the striking lightning.
Oh yeah !
Captured by the striking lightning.

It is freezing,
The capricious water,
Flowing from the stream
Over the soft skin
Of your wild body.
A photograph in black and white,
Black and white,
Developed without retouching.
Without retouching !

A black sun shines,
Hop ! Hop !
A black sun shines,
Yeah !
The lonely ginger moon.
The lonely ginger moon.
To the back sun shines.
To the moon…The moon…

In my arms, I hold you tight.
I lounge With you,
Upon the straw mattress.
It is then that,
Time stops for a moment.
Time stops for a moment
Yes ! Yeah !

A black sun shines,
A black sun shines,
The lonely ginger moon.
To the moon…Oh Yeah ! Yeaaaaahhh !
In my arms, I hold you tight.
I lounge With you,
Upon the straw mattress.
It is then that,
Time stops for a moment
Oh ! yes !
Time stops for a moment
Time stops for a moment
The black sun shines
To the moon…
Oh yeah

A black sun shines,
The lonely ginger moon.
A black sun shines,
The lonely ginger moon.

To the moon …the moon

Bleiz Du / Loïc ROUSSELOT