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Tomorrow is like a grey autumn day,
Winter will be cold,
But you will survive.
And soon you’ll forget me.
Bientôt tu m’oublieras.
Bientôt tu m’oublieras.
Tu m’oublieras.
(Tu oublieras)
And soon you’ll forget me,
I will forget you too.
I will forget you.
Tu m’oublieras.
I will forget you too.
And you know I will forget you
Travelling the world,
Ravelling my words,
To shape the edge of the earth.
To shape the edge of my heart.
And you know I will forget you
Travelling the world,
Ravelling my words,
To shape the edge of the earth.
To shape the edge of my heart.
To shape the edge of my heart.
Je t’oublierai.
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I had no time to say goodbye.
Somewhere in the sky,
Like a shooting star.
I’ve heard your song upstairs,
You didn’t look happy here,
Like you guitar was sad,
And so the world with you was sad.
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I’ve lost my mind, don’t you see?
Too quickly grown, I slowly drown,
I’m really cold, don’t you feel?
Don’t you feel the hand that you hold?
I will never cry for you anymore.
I will never cry for you anymore.
Don’t worry, I’m already a zombie.
Don’t worry, I’m already a zombie.
I’ve lost my soul, don’t you see?
Nothing to say, nothing to save.
Never tell me again to be brave.
I will never cry for you anymore.
I will never cry for you anymore.
Don’t worry, I’m already a zombie.
Don’t worry, I’m already a zombie.
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Ton visage est une sculpture
dont je mémorise les formes.
Ma vie sage, une sépulture.
Un geste, le temps est rupture.
La nuit dévore le jour,
Et moi je dévore ta bouche,
Doucement, doucement.
La nuit dévore le jour,
Et moi je dévore ta bouche,
Doucement, doucement.
Je chante sur ta joue,
Murmurant chaque syllabe, chaque mot,
pour que mes lèvres caressent ta peau,
pour que ta peau caresse mes lèvres.
La nuit dévore le jour,
Et moi je dévore ta bouche,
Doucement, doucement.
La nuit dévore le jour,
Et moi je dévore ta bouche,
Doucement, doucement
La nuit dévore le jour,
Et moi je dévore ta bouche,
Doucement, doucement.
La nuit dévore le jour,
Et moi je dévore ta bouche,
Doucement, doucement
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I’ve realised that I need your skin.
Now you’re far away, I feel lost
Love,
Don’t you think it was love?
Maybe it was love,
Maybe it was
Love.
Love, Love, love, love, love, love, maybe it was love.
Love, Love, love, love, love, love, maybe it was love.
Too late to come back,
I would like to move on.
I would hate to move on.
To late to look back.
Maybe it was love.
Maybe it was love, love.
Too late to come back,
Too late
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released December 20, 2019
