Sunday, April 21, 2013

French pop is for lost love

...and there is no one better than Lara Fabian:



I'm ill

Versions: #1#2
I don't dream anymore
I don't smoke anymore
I don't even have a story anymore
I'm ugly without you
I'm dirty without you
Like an orphan in a dormitory
I don't want
To live my life anymore
My life stops when you leave
I don't have a life anymore
And even my bed
Becomes a station platform
When you leave...
I'm ill
Completely ill
Like when my mother went out one evening
And she left me alone with my despair
I'm ill
Perfectly ill
You arrive but you never know when
You start again but you never know where
And you'll have soon been doing that for 2 years
Yet you don't care
Like a rock
Like a sin
I'm attracted to you
I'm tired, I'm exhausted
Of pretending to be happy
When they're there
I drink every night
And every whisky
Has the same taste to me
And every boat
Wears your flag
I don't know where to go anymore, you're everywhere
I'm ill
Completely ill
I shed my blood in your body
And I'm like a dead bird
When you sleep
I'm ill
Perfectly ill
You deprived me of all my songs
You emptied me of all my words
Yet I did have talent
Before your skin...
This love's killing me
If it continues
I'll die on my own
Next to my radio
Like a stupid child
I'll listen to your own, own voice that sings to me
I'm ill
Completely ill
Like when my mother went out one evening
And she left me alone with my despair
I'm ill
This is it, I'm ill
You deprived me of all my song
You emptied me of all my words
And I have a heart that's completely ill
Surrounded by fences
You hear... I'm ill...
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