12 août 2010
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04:44
A celle qui sait tout...sauf ce à quoi elle pense.
When I cross the road you smile to me strangely.
I'am distracted so I cross in the green light.
My eyes are focused on you and my mind on the night
When I'll whisper in your ears an uncensured words.
Did I pass the test? Have I to stay down?
May I hoist up your flag? May I give up the fight?
My case is complicated: I'am a stranger in my own town.
Am I a wolf man? Are you my moonlight?
Does an adjectif exist if doesn't exist the noun?