La Lavande

Your skin ain't waterproof
It drips with desire
Too long absences
And craving, you sigh

If I weaken
If I can't stand anymore
Lay my body here
At the top of Ventoux

And cover me with lavender
And salt if you cry
Before the December snows
Before the flowers wither
I wanna die now
And be reborn in spring
I wanna die now
And be reborn in spring

Your skin always so pale
In the sun, will darken
The fruits on this branch
In the sun will ripen

And I weaken
Oh, I can't stand anymore
Lay my body here
At the top of Ventoux

And cover me with lavender
And salt if you cry
Before the December snows
Before the flowers wither
I wanna die now
And be reborn in spring
I wanna die now
And be reborn in spring

My skin ain't so young
It knows goodbyes
And under an autumn sky
I finally close my eyes

And I weaken
Oh, I can't stand anymore
So leave me here
At the top of Ventoux

And cover me with lavender
And salt if you cry
Before the December snows
Before the flowers wither
But if I die now
I'll never be 20
Flowers don't really die
They're reborn in spring