La Question
Françoise Hardy
The Question
I don't know who you could be
I don't know who you hope for
I always try to get to know you
And your silence disturbs my silence
I don't know where the lie comes from
Is it from your voice that remains silent
The worlds where I involuntarily dive into
Are like a tunnel that frightens me
From your distance to mine
We get lost too often
And trying to understand you
Is like chasing the wind
I don't know why I stay
In a sea where I drown
I don't know why I stay
In an air that will suffocate me
You are the blood of my wound
You are the fire of my burn
You are my unanswered question
My silent scream and my silence