14 décembre [English translation]
14 décembre [English translation]
14th December, from 5 to 7
Strong west wind, the city trembles
Five quaaludes, seven percocets
I go back to sleep among the ashes
Crosses and crusaders
If this evening is war, I'm ready
I've got the most beautiful weapons in the whole army
I'll take no prisoners
Evening after evening
Dexedrine and dollars
Night after night
My life
Under a heavy bombardment of glances
Evening after evening
Fourteenth night of December
The moon opens a lysergic eye
My dark-windowed taxi
Speeds along automatically, as if without a driver
Crosses and crusaders
At the end of a long corridor
The music reigns like a golden idol
To which humans cling ridiculously
Evening after evening
A thousand thousand small departures
Night after night
My life
Under a barrage of glances
Evening after evening
Evening after evening
Ten billion little departures
Night after night
My life
Under a barrage of glances
Evening after evening
- Artist:Alizée
- Album:Une enfant du siècle