day after night

The break of dawn kills all the beauty
The dead of night is drifting away
Should I stay and welcome the day
Or should I follow the one
And hide from the sun

The ray of light cuts like a razor
The blazing fire burns in my eye
The day reveals the dreadful betrayer
And his wicked mind
Hide from the sun

Je ne fais que passer. Je remplis ces lignes; afin qu'elles ne restent pas blanches.
j'avais écris un petit quelque chose que je mettrais à la fin de cet article.. Qui ne sera pas très long je pense. Oui, car ce soir, je n'ai absoluement plus aucune imagination. Ou envie. Qui sait. "i just wanna take care of her" I used to write it in the past. She now can go walk in another street where i'd rather forget the name. This night, the only thing i can imagine is a street without a name where everyone can disappear in front of my eyes 'cause of their angryness. When they come to a point of "this man isn't understanding what i'm saying" they walk away. Don't know where; i don't wanna know where. I just wanna find something which won't let me alone like this. I've got a lot of things to fix and ideas to set so i don't want to annoy anyone with it: if you couldn't understand me, you weren't forced to go away like this; this only show what you don't seem to be. Or maybe you did it by yourself. Whatever it looks like i should now speak with the clouds. Thanks to them i can see stars, 'cause, them, won't Run Away.

Stars.. oh sweet stars.. dreaming of the sky which is beautifully nice.. I just don't wanna talk anymore this evening. Just burn, yeah, i just wanna burn. I wanna feel good. I don't want to go down once again; i used to decide that and i won't let it go.