L'E-mail A Des Ailes
Alizée
The Email Has Wings
Everything... is written
But my life is the only one
It's under... the ink that
Comes to life... that I sketch myself
The au... thor, a heart
Between his artist's fingers
It's him who brushes
Mine... that beats to tell him
To tell him:
If love
Is confidential
Return to love
The email has wings
Words we send each other
Memos and emails
It's at the tips of his fingers
That fly away
My tangled words
Everything... is written
But his keyboard weaves me
Closed things...
Emotions that are mine...
Red, two three keys
And it's the fruit that ripens
His breath that opens me up
That unbuttoned my life
