When I am angry I look myself through the mirror I stare at the surface A shadow emerges It's a girl who looks upset She holds her tears And experiences the shortness of breath She wonders above her head The sun rises from the east And sets from the west The clouds collide And gravity seems weak beneath her feet She's floating in her sadness too Some suggest her to react But her heart says stop, sit, and reflect Some suggest her to create more drama But she has to choose to not channel her energy for something wasted C'est pas magnifique, j'y comprend pas The eyes were desert Now it's a stream She has only Universe to listen to her to parent a girl inside, and to wash away all her doubts so she will be able to trust herself again She's afraid of being lost and never come back But Universe conspire to approach, to never let me go nor sink alone There are times sun doesn't look shining And the skies are gloomy during the rainy days There are times I want to ...
Écoutez! J'ne vous raconte jamais des blagues, j'vous jure!