Tu me dois un poème Alice la malice, je sais être patient et peut être qu'un jour en regardant un soleil se coucher, magnifiant les voltiges d'un couple d'oiseaux dont tu ne connais pas l'espèce, mais dont tu envie la liberté, ce jour tu me diras un poème...
Une chanteuse de père italien et de mère australienne avait chanté ceci un jour, c'est pour toi…
Elle avait les cheveux courts…
I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was worn, he came around
like He was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry
But you couldn't be that man that I adore
You don't seem to know, seem to care what your heart is for
I don't know him anymore
'Cause there's nothing where he used to lie
Conversation has run dry
That's what's goin' on
Nothing's fine
I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn
So I guess the fortune teller's right
I should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
But you crawled beneath my veins and now,
I don't care, I have no luck
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things
That I can't touch
I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
You're a little late
I'm already torn
Torn
Ohh, ooh...
There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's goin' on
Nothing's right I'm torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see
The perfect sky is torn
I'm all out of faith
This is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed
Bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late I'm already torn
Torn
Oh,
[guitar solo out]
Oh
Carpe diem
publié par Tarik dans: ckoilebonheur
