Lyrics of Je rassemblais tes membres - Elend

Je rassemblais tes membres (original)

Lorsque j’arrivai sur la rive du fleuve,
Je vis les cygnes morts et
Je sus que nous approchions des Enfers
A droite une source, près d’elle un cyprès blanc.
J'écoutai le murmure du temps
Et arrachai à l’espace un instant
Le lieu d’où ne sourd nulle vie.
Le fleuve est un lac, une mer immobile
Don’t mes pensées se font l'écume
Je suis la mer sur laquelle je vogue
Je suis l’océan et le ciel étoilé
Je suis la mer que j’abîme.
Mes veines-un torrent,
Mes membres-une forêt,
Ma chair-une écorce
Qui cache le coeur sombre de la mort.
Le temple est détruit et le dieu ne parle plus.
Alors je fus pris de vertige.
Je cherchais tes restes et rassemblais tes membres,
Lorsque les pleureuses furent prises de terreur à la vue des serpents,
Innombrables,
Qui encerclaient ton torse
Comme des ramaux-ils vivaient d’une vie autre que la leur.
J’en recueillis un au creux de la main et lui montrait le soleil.
Il se figea et resplendit d’or.
D'étranges échos nous parvenaient des Enfers
Je fis offrande à Perséphone de cette veine pleine d’un sang si noble
Et j’entendis le chant de la terre.
Elle m’accueillit dans le séjour des Ombres.
When I reached the bank of the river,
I saw the dead swans and
I knew that we were approaching the infernal regions.
A well on the right, a white cypress nearby.
I listened to the whispers of time
And for one moment I tore from space
The sphere from which no life emanates.
The river is a lake,
A motionless sea
Of which my thoughts are made spray.
I am the sea on which I sail,
I am the ocean and the starry sky,
I am the sea that I profane, the sea where I founder.
My veins a torrent,
My limbs a forest,
My flesh the bark of a tree
Which conceals the dark heart of death.
The temple is destroyed and the god speaks no more.
Then I was seized with anguish.
I searched for your remains and gathered your limbs, when the wailers were
gripped by terror at the sight of the snakes, innumerable,
Which encircled your chest
Like branches they lived a life other than their own.
I held one in the palm of my hand and showed it the sun.
It froze and threw golden sparks.
Strange echoes reached us from Hell.
I made an offering to Persephone of this vein filled with noble blood
And I heard the song of the earth.
She welcomed me to the abode of shadows.

(translation)

When I came to the bank of the river,
I saw the dead swans and
I knew we were nearing hell
On the right a spring, near it a white cypress.
I listened to the whisper of time
And tore away space for a moment
The place from which no life springs.
The river is a lake, a still sea
Don't my thoughts are foaming
I am the sea on which I sail
I am the ocean and the starry sky
I am the sea that I spoil.
My veins-a torrent,
My limbs-a forest,
My flesh-a bark
Who hides the dark heart of death.
The temple is destroyed and the god speaks no more.
Then I got dizzy.
I was looking for your remains and gathering your limbs,
When the mourners were terrified at the sight of serpents,
Countless,
that surrounded your chest
Like twigs-they lived a life other than their own.
I picked one up in my hand and showed it the sun.
It froze and shone with gold.
Strange echoes came to us from the underworld
I made an offering to Persephone of this vein full of such noble blood
And I heard the song of the earth.
She welcomed me into the Hall of Shadows.
When I reached the bank of the river,
I saw the dead swans and
I know that we were approaching the infernal regions.
A well on the right, a white cypress nearby.
I listened to the whispers of time
And for one moment I tore from space
The sphere from which no life emanates.
The river is a lake,
A motionless sea
Of which my thoughts are made spray.
I am the sea on which I sail,
I am the ocean and the starry sky,
I am the sea that I profane, the sea where I founder.
My veins a torrent,
My limbs a forest,
My flesh the bark of a tree
Which conceals the dark heart of death.
The temple is destroyed and the god speaks no more.
Then I was seized with anguish.
I searched for your remains and gathered your limbs, when the wailers were
gripped by terror at the sight of the snakes, innumerable,
Which circled your chest
Like branches they lived a life other than their own.
I held one in the palm of my hand and showed it the sun.
It froze and threw golden sparks.
Strange echoes reached us from Hell.
I made an offering to Persephone of this vein filled with noble blood
And I hear the song of the earth.
She welcomed me to the abode of shadows.