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  • ben

    April 15, 2001 at 12:14 pm

    QUIDAM

    Your world is yours
    Not mine, Quidam
    Your dreams are yours
    You may have touched the stars
    But they weren’t moved
    And if you reach for me
    I may not choose
    To hold your hand
    I might smile
    Or I might turn away

    An ordinary man Quidam
    I’m every man
    I’m any man

    Quidam, Quidam
    la nuit lecule
    D’un r?ve ? l’sutre tu valses
    Du creux de toi
    C’est bien le mal
    Qui dresses tes silences

    There’s nothing left
    There’s nothing right
    There’s nothing wrong

    I’m one. I’m two.
    I’m all yet none of you

    The truth, the lie, the tear, the laugher
    the hand and the empty touch
    Here I am alone
    waiting for the curtain call

    An ordinary man, Quidam
    I’m every man. T’es l’inconnu
    I’m any man. T’es l’?tranger

    Bailo en este lienzo de dolor
    Fun?blo sin mapa ni br?jula
    La dulce locura mi s?lo refugio
    Nazco en la sombra del payaso

  • ben

    April 15, 2001 at 12:14 pm

    QUIDAM

    Your world is yours
    Not mine, Quidam
    Your dreams are yours
    You may have touched the stars
    But they weren’t moved
    And if you reach for me
    I may not choose
    To hold your hand
    I might smile
    Or I might turn away

    An ordinary man Quidam
    I’m every man
    I’m any man

    Quidam, Quidam
    la nuit lecule
    D’un r?ve ? l’sutre tu valses
    Du creux de toi
    C’est bien le mal
    Qui dresses tes silences

    There’s nothing left
    There’s nothing right
    There’s nothing wrong

    I’m one. I’m two.
    I’m all yet none of you

    The truth, the lie, the tear, the laugher
    the hand and the empty touch
    Here I am alone
    waiting for the curtain call

    An ordinary man, Quidam
    I’m every man. T’es l’inconnu
    I’m any man. T’es l’?tranger

    Bailo en este lienzo de dolor
    Fun?blo sin mapa ni br?jula
    La dulce locura mi s?lo refugio
    Nazco en la sombra del payaso