Canicule

Well, can’t you see the sun is coming down?
Now, there’s nothing left lighting up your town
Can’t you see this rose has turned to black
Once filled with bright colours that will never come back
I can say I’m happy
I’ll make my life, my own history
And I know, this is how it must be
I’ll stop keeping everything inside of me
Oh! Won’t you please dry these tears and stop wasting your
Time
Well, can’t you hear the sounds at night
When your soul is searching for a light?
Can’t you hear this boat through the waves
When these moments of misery, they don’t seem to fade…
I can say I’m happy
I’ll make my life, my own history
And I know, this is how it must be
I’ll stop keeping everything inside of me
I can say I’m happy
I’ll make my life, my own history
And I know, this is how it must be
I’ll stop keeping everything inside of me