Âmélia - Véhémence

Ciel

Fin décembre, il fait sombre
Mes souvenirs flambent
Y a ton ombre dans ma chambre

Mes milliers de maux
Comme perdu dans le flot
De tous mes petits sanglots

Qu'avais tu dans la tête
Ton cerveau tombe miette
Mais quel sale traître

Dans le coin elle murmure
La mort semblait si pur

A fleur de peau je t'aide
Mais c'est si éphémère
Il n'y a pas de remède

C'est dans ce clair obscur
Qu'elle t'aura à l'usure

Maladie
Mal a dit
Douce vie

Elle est maline
Larme opaline
Dans ton lit mal
Tu es si pâle
Les larmes viennent
Grande est la peine
Les plaies ouvertes
Il monte au ciel

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Writer(s): Amélia Richol, Iverrn
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