À chaque année
J’vais suspendre mes espoirs et mes voeux
Sous forme de boules colorées et de flocons plastifiés
Sur une succession de branches fossilisées

Des espoirs qu’un jour j’vais t’revoir
Des voeux de santé et de prospérité
J’suis un peu égoïste donc j’vais accrocher
Beaucoup moins de voeux que d’espoirs

J’vais envelopper mon coeur et ma tête
Dans des rubans festifs et du papier crêpé
Tu pourras choisir entre mon coeur insensible
Ou ma tête confuse et inintelligible

Des sociétés de flocons blanc
Tombent du ciel et j’sais pas
Tomber m’a pas l’air si pire
Quand tu resplendis en atterrissant

A veces, en mi mente escucho tu dulce voz
Después, mis sueños se alivian
Y por una noche, otra vez estamos juntos
Hasta que los rayos de sol, de mis brazos te arrancan

A veces, en mi mente siento tu toque cariñoso
Después, en mi piel siento lo contrario
Y por unas horas, se me pone la piel de gallina
Cuando imagino tus manos sobre otra persona

A veces, en mi mente oigo tu sonreír
Después, en mi cara ocurre lo contrario
Y por unos minutos, me olvido
Cuántas noches me dejaste sin dormir

Ya sea por una noche, unas horas o unos minutos,
Después momentos en los que regresas
A veces mi cara, mi piel y mis sueños
No podrían desear más

Under this blanket is a whole new world.
Where you can be mine and I can be yours and no one else exists.
Where they can’t reach us with words and stares and threats and hate.

Come under this blanket with me.

Comme des enfants,
On va s’échanger des notes
Où on devra cocher «oui» ou «non»

Un «oui» incertain
Plein d’espoirs enfantins
Plein d’amour et d’entrain

Un «non» angoissé
Plein de noirceur tamisée
Plein de déni et d’ambigüité

Comme des enfants,
On va jouer à cache-cache
Dans nos rêves ou dans la forêt

Camouflés de nuages
Cachés dans le feuillage
Le ferais-tu même à notre âge?

Et quand tu vas poser tes yeux sur les miens
J’n’hésiterai pas, j’vais prendre ta main
J’n’hésiterai pas, j’vais agir plus ou moins

Comme un enfant

Your skin is a world of wonders
With islands disguised as freckles
And earthquakes shaking
The wrinkles that your smile draws

Your eyes are planets in galaxies
Far away, blue as sea
Pierced by black holes absorbing
My gaze against my will

Your lips are pillows
On which I lie at night
And dream of worlds of wonders
Of planets, of galaxies

Far away
Next to me

There’s this thing that happens
Only once in a lifetime
When you meet that one person
That nothing can undermine

And you will long for his lips
And you will long for his love
And he will either long for yours
Or want you in some other way

And it’s scary to give it your all
And it’s scary to strip your soul naked
But what else can you do?
When all you want is for it to be true.

Some scars you’ve got there. Like you tried to rip your own heart out. Like you knew that he would come by and sweep you off your feet and never catch you once you’re falling back down.

Some scars you’ve got there. Like you tried to rip your own heart out. Like the love he never showed and the way he twisted your feelings would’ve gotten you far in the race of humans.

Some scars you’ve got there. Like you tried to rip your own heart out. Like his unfamiliar kiss on your adam’s apple could forgive the things left unsaid and the smiles that never came.

Some scars you’ve got there.

You let him rip your own heart out.

Lie to me.

Tell me that you need me just as much as I feel you.
Tell me that you see me just as clearly as I hear you.
Tell me that you’ll kiss me and I’ll be true.

We’re just the shadows of the people we used to be
They ran away in the woods, all thoughts left behind
You trailed your way towards the abyss, the empty
I told you to jump, not to change your mind

We tend to wish for things we don’t need
We tend to long for feelings we don’t believe

You opened your eyes and you pushed me
Into the open, into the sea

Si ça te dérange pas
J’vais prendre mes mains et j’vais dessiner
Des histoires de chevaliers et d’amour inconditionnel
Sur la peau douce de ton dos

Si ça te dérange pas
J’vais prendre mes lèvres et j’vais embrasser
Les souvenirs de guerre sur ta peau
Et signé des traités de paix avec ton passé

Si ça te dérange pas
J’vais prendre ma voix et j’vais murmurer
Des océans infinis et des paysages lointains
J’vais te faire voyager au creux de ton lit

Si ça te dérange pas
J’vais t’aimer
Juste comme ça
Sans rien demander

I’ll keep my fingers crossed
That fall back will see me back
In your arms for the hour we lack
Give us back the hour we tossed

We spring forward between the flowers
We don’t notice the hour that passes
But somehow that still suffices
To make us slaves to time and hours

We’ll pretend nightly ghosts are our enemies
But I’ve learned the opposite in my twenties
The sun can be just as cruel and mean
If you get caught in all its timely schemes

So turn off the lights and hide with me
We’ll build a temple where we are free
From last minute and a second too late
From years forgotten and maybe our fate

I would write never-ending verses
Your name between the lines
You would ask me who that was
The “you” I would put on a shrine

You still appear between my lines
And you still shine through me like you did before

Should I have given up and unmasked “you”?

Would you still be here?
My face in your hand, your face in mine.

This thing where we say “I love you,”
It’s not about who says it best,
or who says it most.
          It’s about saying it, meaning it.
It’s about three words that collide
That make the world go round
And make your heart feel like
          A rising tide, a waking volcano.

It’s about drowning,
          And it’s about breathing.
It’s about losing it all,
          And winning back some.
It’s about soaring,
          As you’re falling.
It’s about stripping your soul naked,
          And having it strut for the judges.
It’s about letting go,
          And holding on.
It’s about complications,
          And about affliction.
It’s about jumping forward,
          When you’re falling backward.
It’s about jealousy,
          And about empathy.
It’s about all things good,
          And most things bad.

Aujourd’hui, l’odeur de tes draps m’est revenue
Pis j’me serais étendu, j’me serais perdu
Dans cette mer de soie si seulement
Tu m’avais pas noyé de toutes ces paroles, hier.

Aujourd’hui, j’ai pensé à toi
J’ai pas pleuré, j’ai pas crié
J’ai juste pensé si seulement
J’avais pu pensé avant, hier.

Aujourd’hui, hier, on s’en criss.
T’es où pour marquer mes jours?

As your fingers tickle my skin as they would a piano
And as my pupils dilate as they would after the unexpected flash of a camera

I surf the waves of ice as they crash against our boat
And I’m bewildered by your Oscar-worthy acting

And the way you pretend to help me navigate this boat
But in the end are just pushing holes through the hull

It’s bizarre the way you colour my cheeks
And make my eyes rain

The way you make my lips curve
And make my voice thunder

All in a matter of seconds

You whisper it all in my ear, as if it would make more sense.
You’re still leaving in the morning, was this all just pretense?

“I’m leaving, there’s nothing I can do about it.”
“You’re leaving, are these feelings you can’t admit?”

You say it’s not that easy, life gets in the way.
I say it could be easy, what if you were to stay?

You whisper it all in my ear, and kiss my shoulder afterwards.
You’re still leaving in the morning, were those all just careless words?

Do you ever wonder:

Why the rain falls on every gloomy day,
Why the tears fall in a systematic way,
Why the paintings on the wall never look away,
Why the books on the shelf never decay,
Why the words never really obey,
Why you can never meet me halfway,
When really, you're not even that far away.

Do you ever wonder: *why?

I’m at a loss for words whenever you’re around
My voice hides and makes no sound
My prose swirls and hits the ground
My rhymes are nowhere to be found

But you always find the right thing to say
You make my skin quiver with the words you lay
You hide perfection between the breaths you sway
I’ll let you take my words, my voice, my prose away

If you never stop whispering to me