Des maux mal soignés [English translation]

Ice prevents your heart

To inspire happiness.

You deviates puffed up by error

In the blind alley of the fear.

Love, you miss by default

But if one gives you too much of it,

As always you turn the back

Without same slipping a word…

The weaknesses which you believe to hide us

Connect you in secrecy.

And leave you skinned moments,

And of the evils badly neat…

Yes, to agree that life is a gift!

And you say who need it

To avoid all that sounds false,

To find the rest.

The promises which you never hold

Hundred of times without regret

And leaves us like a little bit captive

And of the evils badly neat

The promises which you never hold

Hundred of times without regret…

And leaves us like a little bit captive,

And of the evils badly neat…

Like the leaves which fall with tempo,

It is autumn under my skin.

I write off the will again

To send my echoes to you.

In which serve these stories that someone believes in

If nothing is changed?

It remains us of these shared moments,

That badly neat evils…

That badly neat evils…

• Artist:Najoua Belyzel