Nous ne parlons pas [English translation]

What were you doing?

at some hours, less one,

Under your appearances of tramp, or king

i will dare tell somewhere else

that i don't recognize you

what were you waiting for?

Under the sovereign arch,

know, the rain fades you,

i can barely distinguish you

i will better cherish you from afar

then, read again (your letters)

Reread voiceless

because of the oppressive silence, and i am already there

what were you expecting

when you didn't arrive?

We don't talk

We don't talk

What were you doing

at some hours more on time,

that's your games that are playing me

i taste bitterness

that i didn't know about

what did you think about it

Was i grieving?

Know, the opposite is uncertain

i won't be Queen

i will spit you out tomorrow

Then curse you voiceless

When my fingers stay faint and grasp

some sheets

What were you thinking about it

when you weren't sleeping in it.

we don't talk

we don't talk

Imagine the worst

Rumours, and i run voiceless

but the pavement is fainted, don't you follow

what were you saying (meaning)...when you said nothing

• Artist:Élodie Frégé