Une version améliorée de la tristesse [English translation]

Sometimes black and sometimes gray

Are the roads that lead to heaven

I will take the twists and turns to hell

I close my eyes and I turn off the lights

Demons, dragonflies,

Will-o-wisps, drops of gold

The face of the angel of death

Is mapped out in the lifeless nature of my reflection

It’s Friday in my heart

The latter as for him wants claustrophobia

You feel like me I hope

We have a nuclear bomb in our stomachs

Me and my friends work hard

At drowning out pain and boredom

We make within our drunkenness

A better version of sadness

It’s the werewolves' ball

Don’t change, stay polymorphic

It’s your move, make a wish

Draw it for me if you want

On my hand, an ink stain

A telephone alphabet

I let the mystery hover

In hopes that it crashes far from Earth

Me and my friends work hard

At drowning out pain and boredom

We make within our drunkenness

A better version of sadness

• Artist:Peter Peter
• Album:Une version améliorée de la tristesse