Pour toute publication en langues étrangères, je m'excuse à l'avance pour les fautes...
Et un jour peut-être écrirai-je quelque chose de moins triste, un jour...
The sky cries with my hart
Back the smile on my face
Hear the sound of the rain
As the blues which flows in my blood
This melancholia, which bring the darkness
As a poison for happiness
As a ring which reminds you that you are still so alone,
That your life is still so strange, without sense,
As a ring which reminds you that the more you look for the light,
The more it seems to be out of way.
But the light keep to encourage you to fight
As a new beginning, as a new breath,
That nothing can stop, which cannot totally disappear
And which says to you that everything can still happen,
That it's not the time to desperate,
That losing hope is not a solution.