Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song La rencontre fatale , by - Dark Sanctuary. Release date: 10.05.2009
Song language: French
La rencontre fatale(original) |
| Face à moi |
| Se tenait un ange… |
| Son regard hostile |
| Semblait me haïr… |
| Son corps, sculpté dans la pénombre |
| Etait plus pâle encore |
| Que les ténèbres qui l’entouraient… |
| Aucun? |
| il humain |
| N’aurait pu excaver |
| L’obscurité profonde |
| De cet Abîme… |
| Seule une âme |
| Est de taille à survivre |
| Dans un endroit |
| Tant rempli de souffrances… |
| L’ange me fixait |
| Et semblait vouloir boire |
| A la source de mon âme |
| Pourtant si anhydre… |
| Puis sans un geste |
| Sans déclaration, aucune… |
| Il se retourna |
| Et s’enfonça dans la pénombre… |
| M’humiliant par son mépris… |
| Voulait-il tester ma force |
| Ma volonté d’avoir choisi ce côté du miroir? |
| Je savais pourtant que jamais |
| Je ne le reverrai… |
| Je restais sans réponse |
| Sans doute pour l'éternité… |
| Before me |
| Stood an angel… |
| Its hostile eye-look |
| Seemed to hate me… |
| Its body, shaped in penumbra |
| Was even paler |
| Than the darkness surrounding it… |
| No human eye |
| Could have dug |
| The deep darkness |
| Of this abyss… |
| Only a soul |
| Is able to survive |
| In a place |
| Filled with so much pain… |
| The angel was staring at me |
| And seemed to want to drink |
| From the source of my soul |
| Yet so acid… |
| Then without any movement |
| Without any word… |
| It turned its back from me |
| And disappeared in darkness… |
| Humiliating me by its scorn… |
| Did it want to test my strength |
| My will for choosing this side of the mirror? |
| Yet I knew that I would |
| Never see it again… |
| I remained without answer |
| Perhaps for eternity… |
| (translation) |
| In front of me |
| There stood an angel... |
| His hostile gaze |
| Seemed to hate me... |
| Her body, sculpted in the half-light |
| Was even paler |
| That the darkness that surrounded him... |
| No? |
| he human |
| Couldn't have excavated |
| The deep darkness |
| From this Abyss... |
| only one soul |
| Is strong enough to survive |
| In a place |
| So full of suffering... |
| The angel stared at me |
| And seemed to want to drink |
| At the source of my soul |
| Yet so anhydrous... |
| Then without a move |
| Without declaration, no... |
| He turned around |
| And plunged into darkness... |
| Humbling me with his contempt... |
| Did he want to test my strength |
| My will to have chosen this side of the mirror? |
| Yet I knew that never |
| I will never see him again... |
| I was left unanswered |
| Probably for eternity... |
| Before me |
| Stood an angel… |
| Its hostile eye-look |
| Seemed to hate me… |
| Its body, shaped in penumbra |
| Was even paler |
| Than the darkness surrounding it… |
| No human eye |
| Could have dug |
| The deep darkness |
| Of this abyss… |
| Only a soul |
| Is able to survive |
| In a place |
| Filled with so much pain… |
| The angel was staring at me |
| And seemed to want to drink |
| From the source of my soul |
| Yet so acid… |
| Then without any movement |
| Without any words… |
| It turned its back from me |
| And disappeared in darkness… |
| Humiliating me by its scorn… |
| Did it want to test my strength |
| My will for choosing this side of the mirror? |
| Yet I know that I would |
| Never see it again… |
| I remained without answer |
| Perhaps for eternity… |