Une palpitation, un mouvement encore immobile, un espace de sursis dans la dissolution.
| AccueilBarcelona, par Rufus Wainwright (Album : Futur Run, 19 mai 1998).
The summer sun set a vicious circus
When shadows held the world in place
But today i felt a chill in my apartment’s coolest place
Fuggi regal fantasima
The village larks cannot be heard
Cause all the crows got panderers
I can’t escape these velvet drapes
Don’t want my rings to fall off my fingers
Fuggi regal fantasima
The mirror i find hard to face
Cause i fear it’s a long way down
Got to get away from here
Think i know which (...)