歌曲 | L'Ataraxie |
歌手 | Ataraxie |
专辑 | Slow Transcending Agony |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Every day this nausea of life is growing | |
Deep inside my sickening mind | |
Like a cancer these torments weaken me | |
And will undeniably endanger my life someday | |
Too proud to confess these sufferings | |
I keep on walking with these thorns beneath my feet | |
Yet the wounds are still there and torture me | |
Finally they become completly infected | |
So many loveless nights | |
I have spent | |
Shedding all the tears from my body | |
So many times | |
I have tried to hide | |
These signs of weaknesses on my face | |
Je voudrais atteindre l'ataraxie que je mérite tant. | |
L'absence d'émotions dans cette âme mourante | |
Qui saura me libérer enfin de ces tourments. |
Every day this nausea of life is growing | |
Deep inside my sickening mind | |
Like a cancer these torments weaken me | |
And will undeniably endanger my life someday | |
Too proud to confess these sufferings | |
I keep on walking with these thorns beneath my feet | |
Yet the wounds are still there and torture me | |
Finally they become completly infected | |
So many loveless nights | |
I have spent | |
Shedding all the tears from my body | |
So many times | |
I have tried to hide | |
These signs of weaknesses on my face | |
Je voudrais atteindre l' ataraxie que je me rite tant. | |
L' absence d'e motions dans cette me mourante | |
Qui saura me libe rer enfin de ces tourments. |
Every day this nausea of life is growing | |
Deep inside my sickening mind | |
Like a cancer these torments weaken me | |
And will undeniably endanger my life someday | |
Too proud to confess these sufferings | |
I keep on walking with these thorns beneath my feet | |
Yet the wounds are still there and torture me | |
Finally they become completly infected | |
So many loveless nights | |
I have spent | |
Shedding all the tears from my body | |
So many times | |
I have tried to hide | |
These signs of weaknesses on my face | |
Je voudrais atteindre l' ataraxie que je mé rite tant. | |
L' absence d'é motions dans cette me mourante | |
Qui saura me libé rer enfin de ces tourments. |