Sunday Bloody Sunday
Petit poème composé pour un défi entre amis : une acrostiche au début et à la fin avec Sunday Bloody Sunday. Bonne lecture et désolée si quelques fautes traînent !
Sunday I went to see the sails
Under the sea, I met you
Not a human but a siren
Devil of the sea, the queen undead,
Always feared, but desired from Europe to Africa,
You are a queen of beauty.
Bloody are your fangs when the ocean becomes a tomb,
Light of the ocean you are, with the ships you sail,
Out of time, your beauty never dies, and you finally go
Over the sea, you always pass as a tornado.
Death is your shadow, and all people you betrayed,
Yet lies under water, where they eternally stay.
Sing your song, your voice will fly in the winds,
Under the sea, we'll meet you,
Never you will know sadness, fear or pain,
Day after day you stay undefeated,
And forever you will haunt the sea,
Young and nice, a siren for the eternity.
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