La Belle Vie

Known for a rather short time
Something that resembles love
A voice as sweet as honey
That follows me even into my sleep

A promise and a blink of an eye
And one would almost believe we're inseparable
Maybe it's because it's ephemeral
That we cling to these dream fragments

I think about it like I breathe
Maybe even worse
Even if cursed a thousand times
I think about it like I breathe

And above all, it feels good to sense
That we are made for this intangible world
For a moment, we almost say
That we still have the beautiful life