Love and kisses from Paris (Bons baisers de Paris en anglais)
The Capital keeps hurting me
It has fun seeing me suffering
I'm imprisoned then I'm poisoned
Being played tricks so that I've spleen
Deprived from vistas I'm losing my mind
And all my dreams which guided me
And pain is trickling in my veins
Setting all my regrets up
I send love and kisses from Paris
Faded days and sleepless nights
Some words somme love and kisses from Paris
Some lack of air on yellowed papers
Some red balloons burst by the very sharp claws
Of the Little Love, Little Love
I send bitter flavour
Desert without mystery
And Little Love so Little Love
Clones and ghost trains
And their damned looks
They frighten me, they frighten me
Wherever I go, when I'm raving
I always feel as observed
Twelve winter monthes, a sky without light
And there's no star to back me up
Where is the Life I've been promised ?
Toward which way to head for ?