Volée [English translation]

What power!

Body on me, I move away

Indecency, dirty his words tore my tongue

bleeding

What defense? I forget my senses, my comforts in my

ill

And my eyes remember

He opened the doors

The king dishonors his queen

The cries of our two bodies ...

Our two bodies, the legs are extended

An absence ... My life was suspended

His violence slowly erases me, plunders me and puts me

The animal is unleashed

My memories do not care

I suffer the host and his hatred

The folds of our two bodies, dead

I try to go out, to love myself, to smile

I try to go out, to love myself, to smile

And my eyes remember

And my eyes remember

And my eyes remember

And my eyes remember

His happy acidic tendency offers me placid minutes

I turn once, twice: I take the rhythm he

grant me

He thrusts with his hands; it allows the heat to the abyss

still damaged

He invokes. I whisper his death as much as mine to

Nothing

Yes ... He steals me

The lover indulges in his dreams and no more trève

until the ultimate happiness of its wet smell on my skin

Then the foam of his effort is drunk by my mouth he

open and force

But the ephemeral possesses you

You make me cold, neutral ... dead