Luciérnaga Artificial (part. Lucille Dupin)

On my balcony the night fades away
I look at the sky and I don't find any stars
I look at the city in search of comfort
If you can find a star on the ground

Cars dance in the maze
From dirty streets following his instinct
The headlights stop looking south
They quietly ask, where will you be?

Yes, maybe tomorrow
My soul will go out
My soul will go out

So today don't stop shining
Artificial firefly
Let's not stop dancing

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The cold embraces my poor attempt
Of finding yourself among thirsty rubble
The ink on the skin reminds me of kisses
Those so broken that they drowned my body

And your window is giving you away
The light is on and time is running out
3 in the morning and nothing is shining
More than your light bulb and your sad look

Yes, maybe tomorrow
My soul will go out
My soul will go out

So today don't stop shining
Artificial firefly
Let's not stop dancing

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In your room you find yourself painting
You dissolve my face in the water of the glass
Like that brush that you free from oil
When you are preparing for a new stroke

Yes, maybe tomorrow
My soul will go out
My soul will be extinguished!
(Let's not stop dancing!)

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