Ianva - Elettra's Dream текст песни

The night in my boudoir is dense,
A dream is rising from incense vapours:
A mirage of you.
Nothing can alleviate these thoughts of you,
The usual caress of laudanum is ineffective.
Just tell me why:
You taste of blood and lead, you penetrate my world
Just as that pure blade of Archangel Michael,
But behind you, therea€™sa more ancient God whoa€™s calling...
With your uniform on, my Soldier
You seem to me a king adorned with gold and fire
Ita€™s not because of that uniform that I noticed you:
Ita€™s the Man inside, who makes me succumb...

Oh forgive my impudence, Madame
But I couldna€™t stand it anymore,
I know I could even die for you
Yes, but ita€™s better than at the battlefront!
Oh open to me your opium den, that ambrosia which makes my blood run faster

a€?Cause in two days Ia€™ll be back to that hell
Or Ia€™m convicted of deserting.

Touch the Madness now a€“ ita€™s generous.
Tonight therea€™s no need to ask.
Ita€™sa black symphony, but so precious
It can even treat your Abyss, youa€™ll see...
Mais vous etes si loin, vous etes si loin*

Oh just win and conquer me, my handsome Officer
Tonight is our last chance.
Youa€™ll have something to remember over there,
Amongst the cannona€™s thunder.
Oh hold me tight, my Major
Take me again, stronger
Ita€™s nothing, but surely
I know Ia€™m embracing the Death...
Mais vous etes si loin, vous etes si loin*