L'E-mail A Des Ailes
Tout... est écrit
Mais ma vie est l'unique
C'est sous... l'encre qui
Entre en vie... que je m'esquisse.
L'au... teur, un coeur
Entre ses doigts d'artiste
C'est lui qui effleure
Le mien... qui bat pour lui dire
Lui dire:
Si l'amour
Est confidentiel
Reviens à l'amour
L'e-mail a des ailes
Des mots qu'on s'envoie
Mémos et des mails
C'est aux bouts de ses doigts
Que s'envolent
Mes mots qui s'emmêlent
Tout... est écrit
Mais son clavier me tisse
Des choses closes...
Des émois qui sont à moi...
Rouge, deux trois touches
Et c'est le fruit qui s'exquise
Son souffle qui m'entrouve
Qui déboutonna ma vie
The Email Has Wings
Everything... is written
But my life is the only one
It's under... the ink that
Comes to life... that I sketch myself
The au... thor, a heart
Between his artist's fingers
It's him who brushes
Mine... that beats to tell him
To tell him:
If love
Is confidential
Return to love
The email has wings
Words we send each other
Memos and emails
It's at the tips of his fingers
That fly away
My tangled words
Everything... is written
But his keyboard weaves me
Closed things...
Emotions that are mine...
Red, two three keys
And it's the fruit that ripens
His breath that opens me up
That unbuttoned my life