Elegia [English translation]

He is a bully, he

he does not care about me

about who cries for him

he, who offends me it's him

the door slams and then

He closes my wishes

who betrays me is he.

He returns home and then

he does not even invent an excuse

and he knows that I already know.

Like leavened bread

he grew up inside me

like an enchanted record

he is enchanted inside me

like a book never finished

it's never finished and

like a shadow on the pavement

he stretched out on me.

I write poetries for him

he laughs at us

I cultivate jealousies

he always has another woman

I open my arms

he tells me : "What are you doing?"

then he blows smoke in my face

and he knows it annoys me.

He hits me in the head, he

he always rains on my parade

and he does it on purpose

he , who I hate and love it's him

at this point now

if he became more human, you know

I swear I would not love him

he is madness, he

he is a habit, he is a vice

this is a mad elegy for him.

I write poetries to him

he laughs at us

I cultivate jealousies

he always has another one.

I open my arms

he tells me : "What are you doing?"

then he blows smoke in my face

and it annoys me more than ever.

Like the desert wind

he upset my dreams

like the desert wind

he burned my eyes

like the wind in the desert

he left me naked and then,

like the desert wind

he suddenly comes back ...