Forgotten Deers [French translation]

she opens her eyes

and it is cold

and she tries to cry

but she feels too old

and I have been over this before

now I walk between your hands

through the loneliest embrace

till the dregs are like an ether can

I push it aside just for

for the mate of the space within it

replace the bedding for a fool’s

so they can spit in it

and chased it all amongst some doubt

where the deers go to be forgotten

and placed all that I’ve become

into a place where it goes rotten…

oh tear

and throw this in on me, darlin’

oh tear

tear this and throw it all over me

now put it all over me

all over me

and push it down

just light the match

burn it out

watch the wood turn black

then I can hold you

with my sin…

I can console you

or help this hold?

is it easier now?