15 août [English translation]

I'm walking on the rails

I'm cheating death

While brushing past the Corail train1

Which missed me once again

I'm not really in good spirits

It's sunny outside

I'm walking on the rails

I'm still wearing on my body

Your old shirt

Which itches like hell

I'm not really in good spirits

It's sunny outside

And it warms my body

I'm walking on the rails

And I'm cheating fate

Just like a very old animal

I'm still holding on

I'm not doing so well, in general

It's sunny outside

I'm walking on the rails

Just like a matador

From port side, I'm derailing

To starboard

Far from the admiral ship

It's sunny outside

And it warms my body

"Paris, August 15th

I'm writing to you from the Bristol2

Where I ate my breakfast alone

A salad without sauce, disgusting

This summer is endless

It's a rotten summer, even

So yeah, I left yesterday

I left you a note on the black chest of drawers in the entrance

I'd like to explain everything

But of course, it's not so simple

It's complicated, even

I'm not asking for anything, naturally

And anyway, I hate to beg

I'll call you in a few days

I'll let you some time to deal with it

I'm doing fine

Don't stay alone

Try to meet with friends"

1. Corail train.2. Bristol.