Théodore, Paul et Gabriel winter

I think it was winter
Twenty one my baby
Twenty one don't matter
That winter you left me
Would could say you were real?
All the words you reveal
Were like gold in the dark
Burning lips in my night
Now that I fall
I fall softly
And I know you're lovely
But winter took it all
You said life was too short
It could not light your hell
Everyday I respond
Since my past is your spell
Now that I fall
I fall softly
And I know you're lovely
But winter took it all