• I draw inspiration from you, my love.
    Daybreak is my clear drift.
    In the daytime when streets sweat,
    In the space around cities,
    The slightest of my wishes come true.
    I absorb your stress, your troubles,
    your hate and mine,
    the line which appears in the margin of the sky,
    my river, my sphere, our chains.
    Aglow in my flesh,
    it is my love for him,
    bodies frolic,
    rage enroles in the middle of the atom.
    Our new memories old, I want to go home.
    Hope gnaws at us, make room for the anonomous virus.
    If I excuse myself, I still present myself,
    I tremble and reason,
    I stay, I search.
    If I forget I give,
    my life, my shade, all in all
    will leave me...
    Please never leave me.
    It is my love for you,
    it is my love for him,
    it is my love for me.
    The one who gives wings,
    but does not give the choice,
    and who is in us,
    who is king,
    is my love for him,
    is my love for you,
    is my love for me.
    Go, go, let us come back at our place!
    Before, before they twist us at the neck!