Et c'est alors / que supposement blesse / 

par le commun des mortels / 

qu'en habit pourpre et net / 

de mes cendres fiction. / 

Pour l'encore inconnu(e), / attendu(e): / 

je reserecte encore et encore. / 

Pour toi, / je reserecte encore et encore. 

[Here is a translation into English by Lisa Munns (thanks, Lisa) who disclaims: "These are not word-for-word, in some cases a little of my own interpretation has been added. I've tried to make them make sense as much as is possible."] 



And it is then, that supposedly injured

By ordinary mortals

Dressed in purple and clear

Of my fictitious ashes

Once more, unknown, expected:

I will rise again

For you, I will rise again and again.