Since the time it has been promised
We will all go to paradise-
It is a deaf call, a blinding promise
that drowns the conscience;
This paradise weighs me down, its weight
Immeasurable stupid;
Anchored in deep strata,
A most alienating impulse;
Like a false liberation,
A state of pure dependence;
Heaven is behind me
In my mother's womb-
Unchallenged myths, they lie heavy,
The imagination is our worse enemy,
The paradise, what an idea !
A guardian still on duty.
Olv 26
Before the promised times
We were always in paradise
It's a name given to one promise
( .....)who kills conscience
The paradise I think of, it's weight
Incomprehensibly abrupt
(....) in these profound layers
(.... ) a false liberation
A state of pure dependence
The paradise is behind me
In the center of my mother-
Unchallenged myths, they lie heavy,
The imaginary is our worse enemy,
The paradise, what an idea!
A guardian still on duty.

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