{"id":658,"date":"2006-09-24T13:09:44","date_gmt":"2006-09-24T17:09:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.prosebeforehos.com\/depths-of-my-soul\/09\/24\/sleeping\/index.html"},"modified":"2006-09-24T13:09:44","modified_gmt":"2006-09-24T17:09:44","slug":"sleeping","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.prosebeforehos.com\/depths-of-my-soul\/09\/24\/sleeping\/","title":{"rendered":"Sleeping"},"content":{"rendered":"
les enfants de la guerre ne dancent pas bien ce nuit
\nils penseront a la fin de la vie
\net quand l’etoile qui se leve a matin
\nest tombee dances comme tu es fou lapin<\/p>\n
we are asleep please don’t wake us today
\nI’d like to scream but I have naught to say
\nso I’ll just sleep till my larm clock it sounds
\nand then I’ll hit snooze till they set loose the hounds<\/p>\n
c’est parce-que je t’aime que je parle comme un con
\na la piscine avec nous nous allons
\nnage avec sans moi vetements sans la peur
\nqui nous derange et nous rendre faux danceurs<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
les enfants de la guerre ne dancent pas bien ce nuit ils penseront a la fin de la vie et quand l’etoile qui se leve a matin est tombee dances comme tu es fou lapin we are asleep please don’t wake us today I’d like to scream but I have naught to say so I’ll […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":32,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[],"yoast_head":"\n