Wednesday, November 08, 2006



C'est la vie:

Il dort. Quoique le sort fut pour lui bien etrange,
Il vivait. Il mourut quand il n'eut plus son ange.
La chose simplement d'elle-meme arriva,
Comme la nuit se fait lorsque le jour s'en va.








He sleeps. Although so much he was denied,
He lived; and when his dear love left him, died.
It happened of itself, in a calm way
That in the evening night-time follows the day.

C'est la vie...


lu
2:31 PM







Designer
Eric Sim aka Kukuthebird
Brushes
Misprinted-Type and Hybrid Genesis