(refrain)
Ohhh I read the pain upon his face,
A weary look, a shadowed gaze.
Ohhh I see the weight of his collapse,
The bonds turned tense and strained.
They say he’s shy, he hides away —
If you just knew what drives his flame,
A soul washed out, in vain.
(refrain)
Ohhh I read the pain upon his face,
A weary look, a shadowed gaze.
Ohhh I see the weight of his collapse,
The bonds turned tense and strained.
They say he’s shy, he hides away —
If you just knew what drives his flame,
A soul washed out, in vain.
[Couplet]
Il passe inaperçu dans le flot des mouvements,
Seul, même entouré, faussement souriant.
Il peut tromper l’attention et faire semblant,
Mais il est mort, bien que vivant.
Heureusement, l’espoir peut revenir avec le temps.
Ce temps qui peut guérir les blessures
Apaisé les douleurs nos brisures
(refrain)
Ohhh I read the pain upon his face,
A weary look, a shadowed gaze.
Ohhh I see the weight of his collapse,
The bonds turned tense and strained.
They say he’s shy, he hides away —
If you just knew what drives his flame,
A soul washed out, in vain.
(refrain)
Ohhh I read the pain upon his face,
A weary look, a shadowed gaze.
Ohhh I see the weight of his collapse,
The bonds turned tense and strained.
They say he’s shy, he hides away —
If you just knew what drives his flame,
A soul washed out, in vain.
[Couplet]
Le jour, il s’endort, et la nuit l’éveille,
Le soir est un décor qui l’entraîne.
La lumière s’éteint dans un corps sans rêve,
Une âme, une terre labourée sans graines.
Où sont ceux qui, attentionnés,
Seront là, présents, prêts à l’aimer ?
Qui lui tendra la main sans l'enfoncer
Pour l'aider à relever sa tête fatiguée
(refrain)
Ohhh I read the pain upon his face,
A weary look, a shadowed gaze.
Ohhh I see the weight of his collapse,
The bonds turned tense and strained.
They say he’s shy, he hides away —
If you just knew what drives his flame,
A soul washed out, in vain.
(refrain)
Ohhh I read the pain upon his face,
A weary look, a shadowed gaze.
Ohhh I see the weight of his collapse,
The bonds turned tense and strained.
They say he’s shy, he hides away —
If you just knew what drives his flame,
A soul washed out, in vain.
[Pont]
Ils ne sont pas mal élevés,
Juste trop peu aimés.
Ils ne sont pas inférieurs,
Seulement laissés de côté.
(refrain)
Ohhh I read the pain upon his face,
A weary look, a shadowed gaze.
Ohhh I see the weight of his collapse,
The bonds turned tense and strained.
They say he’s shy, he hides away —
If you just knew what drives his flame,
A soul washed out, in vain.
(refrain)
Ohhh I read the pain upon his face,
A weary look, a shadowed gaze.
Ohhh I see the weight of his collapse,
The bonds turned tense and strained.
They say he’s shy, he hides away —
If you just knew what drives his flame,
A soul washed out, in vain.
Millek
