paroles de chanson Obscura - Vold Book

Simone frantically searched the dresser
For the cash, stashed behind some old linens
She pulled everything out, but it was gone
How could this be? She collapsed into a panic
Pierre, her father, was just weeks away
From surgery, to prevent blindness
Without the surgery, he would certainly lose
His sight, and everything that their family
Had fought for would be gone
Simone was devasted; nearly
Fainting, she gasped for breath
She had been played

The only one who knew about the
Money was Friedrich, her lover
Friedrich and Simone had met
On holiday in Acapulco; every
Thing was perfect back then
But so much had changed
What was once a beautiful romance
Had slipped, subtly at first; but
Increasingly the weight of money
Had come between them
It wasn't talked about, but the
Tone of their love had become dark
The unspoken hung like a cloud
Threatening to storm
"Friedrich," Simone whispered aloud
She knew that he was gone
Even the porcelain vase was gone
The one which he had given to
Her as an anniversary gift
It was like he had not only vanished
From her life, but tried to take with him
All memory that he had ever been there at all
Such a fool: the savings was her father's, and
She could never forgive Friedrich for this act

The years passed, and Simone was alone
Her bitterness fermented and matured
Pierre had died after only four years of
Blindness; his company, and the purpose
Of his life, went bankrupt
There was nothing left, except
A growing thirst, for revenge
For justice: an eye for an eye
Simone would see to it
That Friedrich would suffer
She was working towards this
End, saving once again
Though this time her motives were foul
Slaving away in the shadow of the
Day, earning with forbearance
Living well below her means
Motivated and driven to succeed
She was nearly there, having net
Worked on the other side of the
Tracks; she had tracked down an
Assassin, available to her: for a fee

They met in a park, and she brought
Half of the payment to blind Friedrich
She didn't want to know the details
But demanded proof of the deed
She was told that this would be no
Problem; her mercenary agreed
Friedrich was still living in Paris
An unbelievable fact
It would cost her less than she had been
Told; with the extra money, she could
Leave behind this life and start over
Somewhere other than here
She would meet her man in the
Park in a couple of weeks, after
Everything had been settled
And she would pay him in full
He was discrete, and Simone was pleased
She thought about Mexico walking home
That night, along the street; and every
Memory of Friedrich's face, she cursed
Defacing their love, with her mind

He was successful, but when they met
He brought two photographs
One of proof, and another
Of an entirely different sort
She looked at both of them
The mercenary passed along a
Message, as her hand went to
Her mouth, in shock
There had been a boy
There, with him

The photo on the back was labeled
"Friedrich and Pierre, adopted son"
She thought of her father, and the sins
Of time; and paid off her master, who
Left her standing there