La Nuit
Amir
The Night
In the heart of the deserted city like its arteries
Next to the cigarette butts on the ground, a few puddles shimmer
No one in line, just solar lovers
Some rudimentary souls end in fluttering eyelashes
But how beautiful she is and how she smiles
She's the one who lights me up when the day shines on me
When dawn calls me, my sorrow is forgotten
She's the one who lights me up when my dark circles taste like my insomnia
I wonder if you see me coming when you call my name
When you call my name
When it's dark, isn't it when the moon is calling?
I'll be there at the end of the day
In the heart of the city, our instincts take flight
When our love takes charters, we crash with style
It's the hour of the night, its setting and its reverse
Have delivered all their mystery to us on the fragile asphalt
But how beautiful she is except when she runs away
When dawn calls me, I get lost in slow motion
Last spark, the moon follows me
I take detours as always until insomnia
I wonder if you see me coming when you call my name
When you call my name
When it's dark, isn't the moon calling?
I'll be there at the end of the day
You call me again, where are you taking me?
Even the blows you strike me with, I think I love them
When I walk around, you drown my problems
In all your fountains
I wonder if you see me coming when you call my name
When you call my name
When it's dark, isn't the moon calling?
I'll be there at the end of the day