"A Song in an Echo"
DISCLAIMER: Don't sue me. I don't own these characters.
A/N: Beware, there's some French coming up. And if you're fluent in the language, I apologize in advance. The translation is from "The Water is Wide", and probably incorrect. But I hope it fools everyone else out there who doesn't speak french! Merci!
Chapter 3:
"L'eau est large que je ne peux pas recevoir sur
Et ni a je vole pour voler me
Donne un bateau qui portera deux
Et les deux ramera mon amour et je
Où l'amour est planté O là-bas il grandit
Il grandit et fleurit comme une rose
Il a une odeur douce et agréable
Aucune fleur sur la boîte de Terre il excelle..."
"Kitty, vhat are you doing?"
Kurt's voice scared Kitty and she pushed away from the bathroom door. "Sush, Kurt!"
"Vell, vhat is it that you're doing?" The nightcrawler strolled up to her, and looking at the bathroom door.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" She whispered. "Someone's singing in the shower. I'm listening."
Kurt was silent.
"...Un bateau il y a et elle navigue la mer
Elle est chargée profond comme profond peut être
Mais pas si profond comme l'amour que je suis dans
je ne sais pas si je coule ou nage..."
"Who is that?"
Kitty shrugged. "I don't know. But they're not bad, huh?"
Soon Rogue turned the corner and stopped. "Oh great, don't tell me you two are waiting for the bathroom."
"No, it's not that," Kurt said. "We're eavesdropping."
"Kurt!"
"...L'amour de O est bel et l'amour est bel
Et amour un bijou pendant que c'est nouveau
Mais quand c'est vieil il grandit si froid
Et disparaît comme la rosée de matin."
Jacqueline stopped singing. Through the sound of the shower she heard the three voices outside the door. They liked her singing. She welled with pride and remembered how in France she performed on the street corners for money. She was starting to enjoy the Professor's Mansion more and more.
She started up a new song.
"Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world..."
"Ssh, she's starting again!"
"Sweet the rain's new fal, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass..."
More people had stopped in the hall. She recognized Jean's voice as one of them.
"She's french, but I still don't know what her powers are yet. The Professor said she used them against Mystique..."
*How odd,* Jacqueline thought. *They're curious about my powers? I've never knew anyone to feel like that!*
"...Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day."
Jacqueline dressed quickly so that Xavier's students would still be there.
The door opened suddenly. Kitty and the others were so distracted from Jean telling them about the newcomer, that they hadn't noticed the
DISCLAIMER: Don't sue me. I don't own these characters.
A/N: Beware, there's some French coming up. And if you're fluent in the language, I apologize in advance. The translation is from "The Water is Wide", and probably incorrect. But I hope it fools everyone else out there who doesn't speak french! Merci!
Chapter 3:
"L'eau est large que je ne peux pas recevoir sur
Et ni a je vole pour voler me
Donne un bateau qui portera deux
Et les deux ramera mon amour et je
Où l'amour est planté O là-bas il grandit
Il grandit et fleurit comme une rose
Il a une odeur douce et agréable
Aucune fleur sur la boîte de Terre il excelle..."
"Kitty, vhat are you doing?"
Kurt's voice scared Kitty and she pushed away from the bathroom door. "Sush, Kurt!"
"Vell, vhat is it that you're doing?" The nightcrawler strolled up to her, and looking at the bathroom door.
"What does it look like I'm doing?" She whispered. "Someone's singing in the shower. I'm listening."
Kurt was silent.
"...Un bateau il y a et elle navigue la mer
Elle est chargée profond comme profond peut être
Mais pas si profond comme l'amour que je suis dans
je ne sais pas si je coule ou nage..."
"Who is that?"
Kitty shrugged. "I don't know. But they're not bad, huh?"
Soon Rogue turned the corner and stopped. "Oh great, don't tell me you two are waiting for the bathroom."
"No, it's not that," Kurt said. "We're eavesdropping."
"Kurt!"
"...L'amour de O est bel et l'amour est bel
Et amour un bijou pendant que c'est nouveau
Mais quand c'est vieil il grandit si froid
Et disparaît comme la rosée de matin."
Jacqueline stopped singing. Through the sound of the shower she heard the three voices outside the door. They liked her singing. She welled with pride and remembered how in France she performed on the street corners for money. She was starting to enjoy the Professor's Mansion more and more.
She started up a new song.
"Morning has broken, like the first morning
Blackbird has spoken, like the first bird
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning
Praise for the springing fresh from the world..."
"Ssh, she's starting again!"
"Sweet the rain's new fal, sunlit from heaven
Like the first dewfall, on the first grass
Praise for the sweetness of the wet garden
Sprung in completeness where his feet pass..."
More people had stopped in the hall. She recognized Jean's voice as one of them.
"She's french, but I still don't know what her powers are yet. The Professor said she used them against Mystique..."
*How odd,* Jacqueline thought. *They're curious about my powers? I've never knew anyone to feel like that!*
"...Mine is the sunlight, mine is the morning
Born of the one light, eden saw play
Praise with elation, praise every morning
God's recreation of the new day."
Jacqueline dressed quickly so that Xavier's students would still be there.
The door opened suddenly. Kitty and the others were so distracted from Jean telling them about the newcomer, that they hadn't noticed the
