Saint Claude
Souffle saccadé
Voilà qui laisse deviner que tout se décide-cide-cide
Tout se décide-cide-cide
Maquillé comme à la craie
Tout détonne et tout me plaît, les mains sont livides-vides-vides
Mains sont livides-vides-vides
Un seul de tes poignets est tatoué
Défiguré par ta manche
Le lion ne sourit qu'à moitié
À mes solitudes immenses
Ton visage ne sera jamais entier
Comme tu regardes au-dehors
J'emporte un portrait dévoré
Douleur, destin bord à bord
Here's my station
Here's my station
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
Here's my station
Here's my station
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
La belle attitude, que l'impatience comme certitude
Collier à trois fils-fils-fils
Liés à trois fils-fils-fils
Tu seras j'espère fidèle aux violences
Qui opèrent dès que tu respires-pires-pires
Que tu respires-pires-pires
D'ordinaire cette ville n'offre rien
Qu'une poignée d'odeurs tenaces
Et cette ville est morte je sais bien
Toi seul gardes de l'audace
Il faudrait que tu la portes loin
Alors que d'autres renoncent
Je descends deux enfers plus loin
Pour que l'orage s'annonce
Here's my station
Here's my station
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
Here's my station
Here's my station
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
Pour que l'orage s'annonce
Pour que l'orage s'annonce
Pour que l'orage s'annonce
Pour que l'orage s'annonce
We are so lonely, in this part of town
Pour que l'orage s'annonce (we are so lonely)
Pour que l'orage s'annonce (we are so lonely)
Pour que l'orage s'annonce
Saint Claude
Jerky breath
That hints that everything is decided
Everything is decided
Made up like with chalk
Everything clashes and everything pleases me, hands are lifeless
Hands are lifeless
Only one of your wrists is tattooed
Disfigured by your sleeve
The lion only half smiles
At my immense solitudes
Your face will never be whole
As you look outside
I carry a devoured portrait
Pain, destiny side by side
Here's my stop
Here's my stop
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
Here's my stop
Here's my stop
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
The beautiful attitude, impatience as certainty
Necklace with three threads
Linked to three threads
I hope you'll be faithful to the violence
That operates as soon as you breathe
As soon as you breathe
Usually, this city offers nothing
But a handful of lingering smells
And this city is dead, I know well
You alone keep audacity
You should carry it far
While others give up
I descend two hells further
So the storm announces itself
Here's my stop
Here's my stop
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
Here's my stop
Here's my stop
But if you say just one word I'll stay with you
So the storm announces itself
So the storm announces itself
So the storm announces itself
So the storm announces itself
We are so lonely, in this part of town
So the storm announces itself (we are so lonely)
So the storm announces itself (we are so lonely)
So the storm announces itself