20130414 One Day Without Leeteuk


“Il aimait la musique, la musique l’aimait,
S’attachait à ses pas et sous ses doigts naissait.
Les notes prenaient vie sur le pli de ses lèvres,
Dans un délire né du fin fond de sa fièvre.
Avec deux mots, deux sons, il faisait une chanson,
Ses accords joyeux, provoquaient la passion
Au sommet de son art l’ange fit danser
Une salle emplie d’ELFs envoûtées.”

“He loved music, music loved him,
Clung to his feet and was born by his fingers.
The notes came to life on the crease of his lips,
In a delirium born from the depths of his fever.
With two words, two sounds, it was a song,
His merry agreements provoked passion
At the top of his art angel made dance
A room full of captivated ELFs.”

Comeback D-469

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