Je ne fais que vivre des rêves plus ou moins réel. Certain restent gravés dans ma mémoire. D'autres s'échappent de ma mémoire. A là fin je sais que ce qu'y est réel, ce sont les traces qui sont restées Aprés que je me sois rêveillé.
I just wanted to stay with you, I just wanted to feel the breath of your grace. I didn't know what to do, I couldn't say anything. When consciousness returned, everything had been washed away by the tide, even you. But the scars of memory never fade away. I can't stop loving you, stop my tears, stop my loving, kill my memories...