14 decembre (en inglés)

14 decembre
December 14 five to seven
Great west wind, the city trembles
Quaaludes five, seven percocet
I fall asleep again from the ashes
Crosses and cross
If tonight is war, I'm dressed
I have the whole army the most beautiful arms
I will no prisoners
Night after night
Dexedrine and dollars
Night after night
My life
Under heavy fire of eyes
Night after night

Fourteenth night of December
The moon opens an eye lysergic
My taxi to the dark windows
As unmanned automatic in line
Crosses and cross
After a long corridor
Music reign as a golden idol
S'accolent where humans derisively
Night after night
Thousand thousands of small departures
Night after night
My life
Under a barrage of sight
Night after night
Night after night
Ten billion small departures
Night after night
My life
Under a barrage of sight
Night after night