En Apesanteur
Calogero
In Weightlessness
I manage to slip in
Just before the doors close
She asks me "which floor"
And her voice makes me leave solid ground
So
The numbers dance
Everything mixes
I'm face to face with an angel
In weightlessness
Hoping seconds are hours
In weightlessness
Hoping we are the only ones
In this elevator
She fixes her hair
My heart is right on the edge of my eyes
And without looking at her I feel the warmth
Of another language
So
Eyes fixed
On the floors
Hoping nothing stops the journey
In weightlessness
Hoping seconds are hours
In weightlessness
Hoping we are the only ones
In this elevator
In this elevator
I manage to slip in
Just before the doors close
In weightlessness
Hoping seconds are hours
In weightlessness
Hoping we are the only ones
In this elevator
In weightlessness
Hoping seconds are hours
In weightlessness
Hoping we are the only ones
In this elevator
