Personne [English translation]

i'd lost the habit

the keys to solitude

i'd lost the bitter

and the arid deserts

even the warmth of sweatshirts

i had lost hell

in paradise

i'd forgotten the refrains

that call us back to order

and your goddamned disorder

that disorder, essential

but so confidential

existence and roses fade

even on a monday

in paradise

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no one

replaces you

no, no one

replaces you

it's a hell to live

but how to live with

my senseless desires

because your dresser is empty

my dreams eat me up

and my sheets are icy

every night

now you have no taste for anything

yet such need for everything

that could replace

an indelible being

in vain you look for a copy

you'd do anything

to see the day again

every night

chorus