Everyone in the city has his or her own story. Even if he is beaten to death and his body and mind are exhausted in the story, he is still searching and searching, but cannot find a suitable end point. What I want to write is just a story that can carry my own feelings.
Le ciel obscure
It's dark
La solitude qui nous donne de la peine
Loneliness is painful
La c? Ur qui brise
Heartbroken
à cause qu'il a vécu seul
Because I live lonely
L'amour est parti
love is gone
il y a longtemps que je t'ai vu
I met you a long time ago.
C'est trop long
It's been too long
C'est incroyable que je puisse vivre comme ? A
It's unbelievable that I can live like this