Fauve ? Vieux Frères reverence

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Already past midnight, the fire has gone out
And I feel sleep gaining ground
We must not delay too long
Soon we will have to get up at dawn
And leave
But before falling asleep against you
Allow me to bow my head and my upper body
To open my hands and pay homage to you
From now on I am your, I make myself your servant
From now on you have my heart, my voice my head is full
My still young body
My words , my pretty words
The ones I try to write
My history, my future
My ghosts, my facts, my lights, my kisses
And all these things deep down that need to be brought out
My secrets, my rage with my saliva on my lips
My anger, my madness, my courage perhaps
My deep laughter, my cries of joy, my war cries, my bloodshots, my punches, my mystique
Everything is yours
My heat, my hands, my cudgels, my projections, my tail, my nights
All my ornaments, from my rings to my necklaces
From my blade to my armor
And my palladium and my arcana
Take also my fortune, my blows of fate, my cuckold blows
My boons and my sorrows with, my fights
My victories, my successes, my defeats
My causes lost, my battles won, my wounds soothed es
My word, my honor, everything is yours
Everything is yours
Everything is yours
You who calmed my head
Today everything is changed
The images have difficulty passing through the doors, thanks to you
You my promise, my vessel, my guard, my escort
My painting, my prayer, my baptism
My commotion, my alert, my foghorn
My lifeline, my clan, my order
My rank, my dead calm, my continent
You my world, my nation, my land, my hills, my heights, my oceans, my jungle and my forests
With the flowers of the fields, my aurora borealis
My love, my wedding, my candlestick
Everything is yours
You my torch, my Bengal fire, my shield
My thunder, my sky
My lightning, my wings
My sorry, my crystal, my buried precious metal
You my bulwark, my great bulwark
My standard, my banner, my coat of arms
My flag my zenith , my torrent, my flood
My steppe, my full
You my empire, my system, my king, my queen
Everything is yours
Everything is yours you
It's already past midnight
The fire has gone out and I feel sleep gaining ground
I'm going to fall asleep against you, breathe softly
Because I know where we are going now
My shoes carry me
I am no longer afraid

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