He stays silent, looking up at the moon Eyes wide open, starring into the night His sorrow washed away by the stars A rose growing from his heart. Bathed by the moonlight, Caressed by the cold night breeze, He simply feels anew A rose growing from his heart. Hearing the music from the sky Feeling …
The beast was there, lying on the floor Orange, black and grey, tail to mouth Eyes, paws or ears were nowhere to be seen The beast was there, waiting for its prey. The beast was there, proud of its strength Tail, body and a toothless mouth Without heart or remorse The beast was there, lengthening …
Alors que c’était moi qui avais oublié. Que la vie c’est plus court Que la course au bonheur La vie c’est quelques jours La vie c’est quelques heures Et la fin du parcours me fait peur. Il a fallu qu’je sombre Pour ne pas me noyer La vie c’est une seconde Déjà presque écoulée Lynda …
We had a rendez-vous under the Palm tree Where the sand is white like a veil left on our sorrows, Where the sea is beautiful like a flower grown from our hopes, Where the sun is bright like a lighthouse built from our love The birds were our witnesses, the stones our pillows and the …