Paris seduced me,
Paris betrayed me,
Paris broke all my hopes and illusions.
I live alone undert the roofs in my maid'sroom,
I don't know my neighbours,I talk to no one,
but I feel always proud,
so proud of my solitude
as I live my life so bare and tough.
The life of the overwhelming big city
where you have to go agaisht all odds to face each morning with the savage certainty of destiny.
And now the evil and disturbing night falls
without bringing its share of calm and peace
the hub of the city diminishes buy barely
for the heart of Paris never ceases to beat...
to beat.
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我已經把傷口化作玫瑰
我的淚水已經變成雨水早已輪回
我已經把對白留成了永遠
忘了天色
究竟是黑 是灰
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