Jerome Pradon - 11. So Then I Sat Down (no2) (Crime of passion) | Текст песни

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• Jerome Pradon
• 11. So Then I Sat Down (no2) (Crime of passion)

So then I sat down upon this bench black as night
And looked around myself at this strange place
I thought I could recognize
And yet which now, today seemed suddenly dear, familiar, close,
Almost friendly as though since time out of mind
Just like this I've been here-
Everything was predicted, decided, no doubt quite obvious
Here am I so lost and so alone
My fate sealed, my destiny arranged,
Disentangling the ties, suddenly so clear, so reasonably strung
Between my good intentions and all of my mistakes,
Between my life and your death
Between true love and true love lost
Just like one of those much too lucid deductions
That used to make me laugh
When it occurred at the perfect time to add a bit of logic
To a crime of passion in one of those murder films I so loved
But never would I have thought that such a scenario
Would suddenly resemble this one
This story happening here, our story
Just as grey and just as banal, and which, nonetheless
I believe I can remember
Framed an image, lovely, mysterious, inexplicable and yet decisive
This image: a wardrobe with open doors and more- a well-made bed
In a room so bright that both of them were lit
By a pair of simple perfect white sheets.