Looking For My Name

Voir la blessure
Oblique et dure
Du temps obstin?ment...

Is heaven a place ?
Oh! I see the moon
I see no trace of you...

See the red upon the hill
See the death looking at me
I see no trace of you and me
Little me

Refais le r?ve obscur d'une ?le
Des for?ts secr?tes aux villes
Qu'on parcourait seuls dans nos nuits
D'amour

Whisper words of desire
Take my hand, I'm standing there
Our soul so close on paradise
When winds go round and round

Je me dis, l'indigne horloge
Je me dis, le souffle est force
Qu'il nous bercera dans son lit
D'amour, de vie !

Looking for my name
Wherever you will be...
...Hold on to my prayer
Hold on to harmony
Looking for my name
Little you, little me
We belong together

Looking for my name
Wherever you will be...
...Hold on to my prayer
Hold on to harmony
Looking for me, looking for eternity
We belong together

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