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At war as at love
Softly I see your eyes
Gliding away from me
Towards the blue oceans
The numb glaciers
Nicely I feel that everything
Collapses around me
As the pretty lighted isles
In the algae sink
At war as at love
You'll always win
Softly I feel your hands
Moving apart from me
Towards the underground cargos
The grim labyrinths
Nicely I feel that everything
Pushes in around me
As the pretty satin sheets
In the sand sink
At war as at love
You'll always win
No detour, I skip my turn
I make them drop the tears
The arms, the chains
I plant the chrysanthemum*
I taste my pain
No detour, you skip your turn
You let them run my tears
My arms and my chains
You water the chrysanthemum
I don't mind
'Cause softly I know that one day
My heart will make the law
That makes rivers run upstream
Bringing you back to me
At war as at love
We lose, a little, all the time
hiboumoi✕
Juliette Armanet: Top 3
| 1. | Le dernier jour du disco |
| 2. | À la folie |
| 3. | L'amour en solitaire |
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*Chrysanthemum is associated with the death and with graves.