Ce garde-fou
Passer la fronti;re de ton ;tat
Les pieds sur tes terres
Regarde-moi
I know no love, you know no pain -
but there's nothing to explain.
You know no pain, I know no love -
it's ordinary, it's enough.
You saw the world, I saw no youth,
you hate the distance, can't stand the truth.
I know no youth, you know no shame -
It's always been, it stays the same.
La Distance
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