Nej - Ma muse en live dans Légendes Urbaines

Is it a stroke of luck, or a pretty omen? You, you never turn behind your beautiful face To death, to life, I sing to you all my nights My forbidden love They murmur in the city that you are already far That you took the road to a world so far away That you took your life so far from mine The story is beautiful, but the future uncertain I thought I saw you in the middle of my dreams And the time of a look, I saw all your poems I wanted to amuse you, but the end is cruel Someone else takes this place, I will never be her Sometimes you think of me, I'm sure of it I draw on the walls the colors of bitterness A memory, an image, I get lost That steals me from my throats I get ready for the fight, like a pawn in a pawn shop I advance, I retreat, I only have my pen left My armor suit, a miracle, and everything changes You were my refuge, forget you, I refuse it They murmur in the city that you are already far That you took the road, my heart in your hands But my boat sails so far from yours The story is beautiful, but there is nothing left I thought I saw you in the middle of my dreams And the time of a look, I saw all your poems I wanted to amuse you, but the end is cruel Someone else takes this place, I will never be her