paroles jusqu'a 2:50
Even if there is no longer any trace,
still waiting from that day.
In the middle of the night, a sound begins to ring.
It is the sound of rain.
The meteor lights up the sky and now i'm in the dark.
With this cool soft touch that characterizes him.
Do I listen and investigate what I saw?
To do it again today?
Want to give a meaning to your emptiness,
it cuts my digital sound
The meteorite is in the sky, I was watching you.
Now a piece of you is here