Saint Claude [English translation]

So softly speaking

Your words' a constant babbling stream

Come from nowhere, where, where

Come from nowhere, where, where

You eyelids paint in chalk

Shimmering haze just as you talk

Are you sinking, king, king

Are you sinking, king, king

I see that your left arm is ink stained

And since you're sleeveless

Your winged lion gives a sly wink

Does he know my loneliness?

And then I steal a glimpse of your face

As you turn the other way

Now I'll play your ghost as my ace

Whenever I'm led astray

Here's my station

Here's my station

But if you say just one word I'll stay with you

Here's my station

Here's my station

But if you say just one word I'll stay with you

Such an attitude

Impatient, gloriously rude

Are you for real, real, real

You're not for real, real, real

Every breath you take

Is a violent strain that breaks

Through their cursing, sing, sing

Through their cursing, sing, sing

Before you, I had nothing

But a handful of sad scents

And this town is dead my darling

You're the one that reinvents

With my lips sealed I say a prayer

"Long live the fool, kill the king"

I am offered newborn anger

And the storm will hear us sing

Here's my station

Here's my station

But if you say just one word I'll stay with you

Here's my station

Here's my station

But if you say just one word I'll stay with you

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