encore un autre mais moins bien que Quality street -My dear- d'après moi
What did I do with my solitude?
I still think of you, not for good.
I want to put it into a grey box
And put the grey box into my socks.
Then, I'll throw away my sadness
By my window, on the head of a Goddess
Just because she's beautiful
And in order to stay wonderful.
I'd like to keep watching earth
From here, my fanciful path
Between Water and Moon's face.
Hearing your stories full of charms
Protecting you with my huge arms
Carrying about your feelings, full of grace.