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Moi j'ai aimé sans cesse dans un désert sans nom
Et j'ai connu l'enfer à n'y savoir que faire
Cette main qui me hante et qui garde mon âme
Ne peut déchaîner sa passion
Cette main si frileuse et pleureuse à la fois
Est venue briser mes illusions
Quand j'ai crié ton nom
Ton nom

Quand à grands coups d'tambour y a la vie pis l'amour
Qui s'amusent à vouloir mettre le feu
Quand à grands coups d'tambour y a la vie pis l'amour
Qui s'acharnent à vouloit être heureux
Moi je reste sans cesse dans un désert sans nom
Entre l'amour et la guerre à chercher la lumière
Moi je reste sans cesse dans un désert sans nom
A chercher pourquoi faire j'étais toute à l'envers
Quand j'ai crié ton nom
Quand j'ai crié ton nom
Quand j'ai crié ton nom
Ton nom

Ce soir là il pleuvait, j'allais de long en large
Au lieu de rire aux larmes, j'ai pleuré ma raison
Les deux mains dans la face, dépouillée, presque nue
Seule, immobile, un désir m'est venu
Quand j'ai crié ton nom
Quand j'ai crié ton nom
J'avais besoin d'aimer
J'avais besoin de toé
Quelqu'un pour m'écouter
Quelqu'un à mes côtés
J'avais besoin d'aimer
J'avais besoin de toé
Quand j'ai crié ton nom
Quand j'ai crié ton nom
Y avait la vie l'amourSoon I woke when I was sleeping with a restless reaching feeling but did
not know what I was reaching for. I got up and started walking, but soon
found I was stalking prey that I could utilize for more than just an easy
conversation, or an evening's inspiration. Now the time was right for
something more. As I walked I thought of flies that stuck to sticky pecan
pies that people put upon the window sill, and how those fine fat flies
would feed until they satisfied their greed then buzzed about in panic
till they died. Knowing where my feet would take me if I kept on moving,
made me see myself exactly like those flies. Drawn into a situation that
with some consideration never would fulfill its smiling smell. But there
was no hesiatation in my step or in my making sure the door was quiet when
it closed. And as I walked into the darkness, I could sense a wakened
sharpness penetrating deep within the room. Then I touched her arm and
throat, and found beneath my hand a coat of moisture though the night was
not too warm. The other one was breathng deeply, so I thought he must be
sleeping, but then again I wasn't really sure. "Hold me tight and be my
master," someone whispered and I fastened fingers of my own around her
wrists which strangely were secure behind her as I began to mount and bind
her to myself wit force I could not hold. Then I seemed to hear a snicker
but I was so busy with her that I did not notice him until I felt him but
his hands around my throat anad squeeze as if the sounds I made should not
escape into the air causing me to moan too loudly as I jerked on out the
fire that I no longer could control. I was first to see the flashing
blinding light of liquid lasing out arms, but my convulsions spread to my
writhing young companions who were lost in unabandoned cream that soon
would crack and fade away. Afterwards, when it was quiet and the bonds had
been denied, I told