Voce [English translation]

I remember you

I remember a thousand rides on the carousel, on you.

I've made another song.

It reminds me of who I am

I put another lipstick on my upper lip.

In the eyes, of the shutters, they'll strech out and I'll disappear

The last blow of breath and it will be the voice to be the only living thing of me

I want it to live a thousand years, I want it to stay in the years with me

I smoke to get rid of her, but she comes back to me

Where have you ended up, love?

How come you're not here anymore

And I tell you I miss you

If you want, I tell you what I miss

Now that I'm not here anymore

Now that they make fun of me

Now that you're not here anymore

I don't know if

You remember me

How nice it is to hug me, to feel a bit like home

It will be nice to hug you, tell you that I miss you

In the wood of me, there is a never-ending noise.

I put it aside, you're my voice

I remember you

They'd see me laugh by myself, but it was you

I've kissed a white paper

And the shape of my lips

wrote where you're born and that you won't die

And if in the eyes, of the shutters, they'll stech out and I'll disappear

The last blow of breath and it will be the voice to be the only living thing of me

I want it to live a thousand years, because around they ask about you

And I wonder as well

Where have you ended up, love?

How come you're not here anymore

And I tell you I miss you

If you want I tell you what I miss

Now that I'm not here anymore

Now that they make fun of me

Now that you're not here anymore

I don't know if

You remember me

How nice it is to hug me, to feel a bit like home

It will be nice to hug you, tell you that I miss you

In the wood of me, there is a never-ending noise.

I do it aside, you're my voice

Baby, I made a mess

Baby, I went a long way

Baby, I looked for you everywhere

In the queue of people I don't know

But in the end it would have been enough to look inside me instead of around

You've always been in me, but I couldn't realize it

Where have you ended up, love?

How come you're not here anymore

And I tell you I miss you

If you want I tell you what I miss

Now that I'm not here anymore

Now that they make fun of me

Now that you're not here anymore

I know that

You remember me

Because it's nice to hug me, to feel a bit like home

The nights when we'd scream on the road

But in the wood of me, now we're back

And you'll always be my voice

And we're back

And it will always be

Yes, it will always be

That you're my voice

• Artist:Madame
• Album:MADAME