Amélie M'a Dit
Alizée
Amélie Told Me
Solitary, little round cloud
In the sky, shapes abandoned...
The light, the spark that tells him
That mine longs for him, but
I apprehend the shadow
It casts on me, when things aren't right
Understanding his shadows,
Helping him if he trusts me
Stopping the machine, that makes the rain, changing life
That everything is possible, it's Amélie, who told me...
Amélie has gold to give
Melody of life, it's the odyssey
Amélie is like friendship
Poetry at the tip of the lips
Amélie has gold to give
Amélie's words are full of honey
Amélie cuddled or pampered
Melody of life, ode to mine
Solitary in my photo booth
I'm not pretty, but it's in unison
That we call each other, we search for each other, we follow each other, but
I watch over. Amélie too.
The lights of May
So gentle, so fierce
Drawing gestures
And red, on my lips...
My master at doing somersaults
