MFLT

Innamoramento

Enamoured

СловаMylène Farmer
МузыкаLaurent Boutonnat
ПереводCynthia Morisette
Язык английский

you, who did not know how to recognize me

ignorant of my life, this monastery, I have

in front of me a door ajar

on a maybe

even if I have to start all over

you, who did not believe my solitude

ignorant of my cries, it's hard angles, I have

in my heart a tiny string

filament of the moon

That supports there, a diamond that is wearing out

but who loves

I did not choose to be it

but it's the “Enamored”

love, death, maybe

but to suspend time for one word

all expands and yields to everything

and it's the “Enamored”

all one's being introduces itself to us

to find finally maybe an echo

tou who did not see the other side, of

my memory of condemned doubts, I have

buried all the treasures of the past

the hurt years

do you understand that I need to cease

me who did not look at the heavens anymore, I have

in front of me this door ajar, but

the unknown bruised none than a heart

and her sister soul

one hopes for it, one waits for it, one flees from it even

but one loves



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