I asked the moon
And the sun didn't know it
I showed her my burns
And the moon mocked me
And since the sky wasn't proudly striking
And that I wasn't healing
I told myself what misfortune
And the moon mocked me
I asked the moon
If you wanted me anymore
She told me, "I don't have the habit
of occupying myself with cases like that"
And you and me
We were so sure
And we told ourselves sometimes
That it was just an adventure
And that it wouldn't last
I don't have many things to tell you
And not many thing to make you laugh
Because I always imagine the worst
And the best makes me suffer
I asked the moon
If you wanted me anymore
She told me, "I don't have the habit
of occupying myself with cases like that"
And you and me
We were so sure
And we told ourselves sometimes
That it was just an adventure
And that it wouldn't last