Sans Toi
Corinne Marchand
Without You
With all doors open
In a draft
I'm an empty house
Without you, without you
Like a deserted island
Covered by the sea
My beaches unravel
Without you, without you
Beautiful, all in vain
Naked in the heart of winter
I'm a hungry body
Without you, without you
Eaten away by the blues
Dead, in a glass coffin
I cover myself with wrinkles
Without you, without you
And if you come too late
They will have buried me
Alone, ugly, and livid
Without you, without you
Without you
