Please
Be like down
Be like a goose feather
From the pillows of yesteryear
I would like
Not to be a porter
Please make yourself light
I can't move anymore

I carried you alive
I carried you as children
God, you were heavy
Weighing your weight of love
I carried you again
At the time of your death
I brought you flowers
I broke my heart for you
When you played at war
I kept the house
I used my prayers
The bars of your prisons
When you died under the bombs
I was looking for you screaming
Here I am like a tomb
And all the misery inside

It's only me
It's her or me
The one who speaks or who is silent
The one who cries or who is happy
It's Joan of Arc or Margot
Daughter of wave or stream
And it's my heart
Or theirs
And it's the sister or the stranger
The one who never came
The one who came too late
Daughter of dream or chance
And it's my mother
Or yours
A witch
Like the others

You must
Be like the stream
Like the clear water of the pond
Which reflects and waits
Please
Look at me I am real
I beg you do not invent me
You have done it so much already
You loved me as a servant
You wanted me ignorant
Strong you fought me
Weak you despised me
You loved me as a whore
And covered me with satin
You made me a statue
And I always kept quiet
When I was old and too ugly
You threw me in the trash
You refused me your help
When I no longer served you
When I was beautiful and submissive
You adored me on your knees
Here I am like a church
All the shame underneath

It's only me
It's her or me
The one who loves or does not love
The one who reigns or struggles
It's Josephine or Dupont
Daughter of mother-of-pearl or cotton
And it's my heart
Or theirs
The one who waits on the port
The one from the war memorials
The one who dances and dies from it
Asphalt girl or flower girl
And it's my mother
Or yours
A witch
Like the others

Please
Be as I have you
Have dreamed of you for a long time
Free and strong like the wind
Also free
Look I am like this
Teach me don't be afraid
For me I know you by heart
I was the one who waits
But I can walk in front
I was the log and the fire
I can also be the fire
I was the mother goddess
But I was only dust
I was the ground under your feet
And I didn't know it
But one day the earth opens
And the volcano can't take it anymore
The breaking ground reveals
Unknown riches
The sea in turn raves
Of unused violence
Here I am like a wave
You will not be drowned
It's only me
It's her or me
And it's the ancestor or it's the child
The one who gives in or defends herself
It's Gabrielle or Aïcha
Daughter of love or fight
And it's my heart
Or theirs
The one who is in her spring
The one that no one waits for
And it's the ugly or it's the beautiful
Daughter of mist or clear sky
And it's my mother
Or yours
A witch
Like the others
Please
Please
Make yourself light
I can't move anymore

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