Silence! It kills me...

Petit poème, que j'ai écrit, il y a dèja un certain temps.

When the suns rises,

When it lies down,

I leave my bed in silence,

And join it in silence.

I speak with myself,

And with the radio station,

I listen to the music,

And break my voice above.

I'm not a lonely man,

I'm not a poor man,

I'm just alone in my rooms,

I'm just alone with myself.

Here, in my apartment,

I look the rain falling,

Trough the closed windows,

I dream of sun and free horses.

I pity me, it is true,

But I'm not made to

Live alone, without words,

I need to divide, to move.

Why, when we have friends,

We can't feel us alone?

Why, when we have Love,

We can't feel us sad?

To leave, to go, to see

Always the same things,

And to return 'cause the sun disappears,

Behind the black clouds of the storm.

Submit the back, to protect the face,

Listen SOAD, and their "Lonely Day",

And think "such a lonely day"

"Shouldn't exist, should be banned".

And finally,to join my bed,

And to close my eyes,

Crossing my fingers,

That tomorrow should be better.

Paul REVET