Noir sur blanc [English translation]

Black on white

I write my pains, nerves on edge

Without any safeguards nor false pretenses

The point blank too often

White or black

Perhaps it is not late

To leave my ivory tower?

If you go without seeing me

The pain would be worth the price of the last visit

So much for everything left unsaid, the calls for help

Launched in the night and falling upon deaf ears

If at your neck, I can hang myself short*

We leave blank

The topics a little too fiery

That could curdle my blood

You make your leave in a run

The only downside

If you don't like the eyes

That you pierce right through

Can I go on without seeing you?

The pain would be worth the price of this last love

I would pay in full the cries, the calls for help

Launched in the night and falling upon deaf ears

If you come to my neck, hang yourself on it*

Will you come?

Know that everything

Is up to you

Will you come

The pain would be worth the price, I would not turn back

It would keep the cries for me and all the words of love

Will you come?

Know that everything

Is up to you

Will you come?