Le vieil arbre de mon jardin
Porte toujours de jolis fruits
À ses pieds, sont les demains
Qui dansaient sans faire de bruit
Mon jardin ouvre des portes
In the shadows of a room, a child hides away
Marks on their skin, tears on their face
Living in terror, every day is a fight
An innocent broken, by hands that strike
In a world of dreams and endless possibilities,
There's a girl who shines with grace and beauty.
With her golden hair and sparkling eyes,
She's the epitome of style, she mesmerizes.
I feel the heat rising, my body's on fire,
A taste so intoxicating, it takes me higher.
Your presence, like a flame, ignites my desire,
I can't resist the temptation, it's pulling me in, oh so dire.