Prince Arthur [English translation]

I’m talking about stories that begin

Where some people will leave their blood

Where children grow up too fast

And words freeze time

She was leaving a family war

Reduced to not suffering anymore

Sitting on the Main, late at night

She finally saw her prince in black

He just had to lay eyes upon her

Before it was too late and she didn’t suspect a thing

Covered in leather, looking towards the sky

He walked over to her and extended his hand

That false promise to stay until the end

They became the jealousy of the jealous

Like Serge and Jane, but in less usual

Making love while arguing

Crying laughing, and yet

Months had passed, she was digging herself in deeper

Whereas he was disappearing

She was crying, keeping it all to herself

Tears of the life that she left behind

For him, she would have faced the emptiness

That’s been eating away at her since she confided her secrets

To the heart of a man consumed by all the vices

That he will forever have, and she knew very well...

That his promises would eventually come to an end