Naršyti / Vaizdo klipai / mylene farmer

pas le temps de VIVRE.......
mylenium tour

There are hours, where

The shadows dissipate

The pain freezes

there are hours, where

When being makes itself invincible

Leprosy bows

But

If I could have seen only one day

I would be the one you haunt

I would need now, your breath,

To defeat the incertitude

To commit/imprison my solitude

there are hours, where

The notes come undone

The tears fade

there are hours, where

When the moon is so pale

Being becomes monastic

But

I wander like a light

That the wind extinguishes

My nights have no more eyelids

To relieve one on one

My fears of being only one

I have not the time to live

When my balance escapes

I have not the time to live

Love me, enter inside of me

Tell me the words that drunken

Tell me that the night disguises itself

You see, I am

Like the sea that withdraws, that

Hasn't known how to find your footsteps...

there are hours, where

My thoughts are so weak

A marble without veins

there are hours, where

The one is no more of this world

The shadow of its shadow

Do tell

Of what key do I need

To meet your star

I would need now, your hand

To clasp one to one

My fears of being only one...

Translation Cynthia Morisette
from http://www.mflt.net/