Voce [English translation]
Voce [English translation]
I remember you
I remember a thousand rides on the carousel, on you.
I've made another song.
It reminds me of who I am
I put another lipstick on my upper lip.
In the eyes, of the shutters, they'll strech out and I'll disappear
The last blow of breath and it will be the voice to be the only living thing of me
I want it to live a thousand years, I want it to stay in the years with me
I smoke to get rid of her, but she comes back to me
Where have you ended up, love?
How come you're not here anymore
And I tell you I miss you
If you want, I tell you what I miss
Now that I'm not here anymore
Now that they make fun of me
Now that you're not here anymore
I don't know if
You remember me
How nice it is to hug me, to feel a bit like home
It will be nice to hug you, tell you that I miss you
In the wood of me, there is a never-ending noise.
I put it aside, you're my voice
I remember you
They'd see me laugh by myself, but it was you
I've kissed a white paper
And the shape of my lips
wrote where you're born and that you won't die
And if in the eyes, of the shutters, they'll stech out and I'll disappear
The last blow of breath and it will be the voice to be the only living thing of me
I want it to live a thousand years, because around they ask about you
And I wonder as well
Where have you ended up, love?
How come you're not here anymore
And I tell you I miss you
If you want I tell you what I miss
Now that I'm not here anymore
Now that they make fun of me
Now that you're not here anymore
I don't know if
You remember me
How nice it is to hug me, to feel a bit like home
It will be nice to hug you, tell you that I miss you
In the wood of me, there is a never-ending noise.
I do it aside, you're my voice
Baby, I made a mess
Baby, I went a long way
Baby, I looked for you everywhere
In the queue of people I don't know
But in the end it would have been enough to look inside me instead of around
You've always been in me, but I couldn't realize it
Where have you ended up, love?
How come you're not here anymore
And I tell you I miss you
If you want I tell you what I miss
Now that I'm not here anymore
Now that they make fun of me
Now that you're not here anymore
I know that
You remember me
Because it's nice to hug me, to feel a bit like home
The nights when we'd scream on the road
But in the wood of me, now we're back
And you'll always be my voice
And we're back
And it will always be
Yes, it will always be
That you're my voice
- Artist:Madame
- Album:MADAME