DES NOTES ET DES MOTS...

… POUR AGLA.

A winter's day

in a deep and dark December

I am alone

Gazing from my window to the streets below

On a freshly fallen silent shroud of snow.

I am a rock, I am an island.

I've built walls,

A fortress deep and mity

That none may penetrate

I have no need of friendship

friendship causes pain

It's laughter and loving I disdain

I am a rock, I am an island

Don't talk of love

but I've heard the word before

It's sleeping in my memory

I won't disturb the slumber of the feelings that have died

If I never loved I never would have cried

I am a rock, I am an island

I have my books

and my poetry to protect me

I am shielded in my armour

Hiding in my room, safe within my womb,

I touch no one and no one touches me.

I am a rock, I am an island

And a rock feels no pain, and an island never cries. 

 Paul Simon

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=okwrplQh9Lk

Nous ne sommes pas des rochers, nous, hein !