The leaves are falling
To the days, shorter
That hold back
My body and my voice
I wanted to tell you
That I love you
Falling are the leaves
To days, shorter
Which retain
My body and my voice
I wanted to tell you
That I love you
Cocoon that wakes up
Only the perfumes
That I wait for
In the depths of my dreams
Often
When my eyes light up
For a long time
On your white promises
Without seeing the trap
Who dances
Cocoon that is waking up
To the only perfumes
I'm waiting for
Deep in my dreams
Often
When my eyes light up
For a long time
On your white promises
Without seeing the trap
Dancing
Papillon ephemere
With wings of glass
Prisoner of the wires of your secrets
Short lasting butterfly
With wings of glass
Prisoner of the wires of your secrets
Papillon qui hope
Just a little light
To dry out her colors
In the fire of your desires
Butterfly hoping
For just a little light
To dry out her colors
To the fire of your desires
So strong is my fever
Of you, so sweet
My prince
I have lost the words
I would like to tell you
How much I love you
So high is my fever
From you, so soft
My prince
I lost the words
I would like to tell you
How much I love you
Everything seems so beautiful
From the top of your shoulders
All seem so beautiful
From the top of your shoulders
Or I imagine
Sometimes
Poor chrysalis
Who drinks
The honey of your words
To open up
And leave the ground
Or I imagine myself
Sometimes
Poor chrysalis
Drinking
The honey of your words
To open itself
And leave the ground
Ephemeral butterfly
With wings of glass
Prisoner of the wires of your secrets
Short lasting butterfly
With wings of glass
Prisoner of the wires of your secrets
Butterfly hoping
Just a little light
To dry its colors
In the fire of your desires
Butterfly hoping
For just a little light
To dry out her colors
To the fire of your desires